St. George didn't actually die. He got out of his tank when I was out of town, and my dad ran across him and let him outside. It was still early enough in the year that I'm pretty sure he would have found a safe place for winter, so that's good at least. I'm almost finished with a new, snakeproof lid, but for now I have a canvas over the top of the tank with bottles all along the edge to weigh it down to keep this guy from escaping.

I will definitely post photos as soon as I have a chance to take them, but I'm trying to give the poor guy a bit of a break first. Really hoping that he pulls through alright. So far he seems to just want to curl up in a corner and rest, so we'll have to see how things go.

And I'm gunna need name ideas... The end of this one's tail is really long and thin, but I can't remember if that means male or female. Again, I'll post up photos as soon as I can!