Years ago, for my birthday, I got my favorite animal as a present. A ribbon snake. I named him stripes. He died 4 years later. That was about 3 years ago. Last week, I found a garter snake in my garage. It is mid October, and I live in a very, very urban area. His chances of surviving this winter were dim. I didn't want to let him die, so I brought him inside, put him in a container and gathered up everything from when I had stripes. Now he is in his new home. This passed week, he hasn't wanted to eat anything, but I'm sure that once he settles into his new home, he will feast on the 10 guppies I have for him. I've decided to name him Lightning. His stripes on the side of him remind me of lightning. He is about a foot long, weighs as much as a pen, and has bright minty green stripes with a shade of orange above it. He doesn't have them yet, but I can tell in his later years, he will have checkers on his upper body.
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He will soon have multiple companions. I don't plan on making him the only snake I own.