When Amanda went to go get Solaris out of her habitat to give her the weekly mouse that she has for food on Thursday, Solaris was nowhere to be found. Apparently sometime during the night the little escape artist had managed to wiggle her way out between the top of the habitat and the cover (though I still find it hard to believe that she was strong enough to push the thing up far enough to get out). We searched high and low in Amanda's room but there was no snake anywhere to be found.
Needless to say, Amanda was/is pretty upset about the whole thing but it wasn't due to any negligence on her part as she had both clamps attached tightly to the lid; Solaris just managed to find a way out somehow. Apparently she longed for the wild more than she did for domesticity or maybe she somehow placed a call to Westgate and made reservations at hotel in a warmer clime then left without telling us (yeah, yeah ... I know, I'm being silly on that one, snakes don't have fingers and can't make phone calls plus she would have needed me to drive her to the airport!).
Believe it or not, I feel badly about the whole thing not just because Amanda's pet has gone missing but because it's been darned cold here this week and only getting colder and I'm afraid that Solaris is going to freeze to death wherever she has gotten herself off to. I keep hoping she'll show up in a basket of laundry or something (even though I'm sure it would take a few years off of me to find her there initially) but Amanda doesn't think that's going to happen. She figures she got into a hole near the heat registers and is long gone. Which is too bad because I had kind of grown attached to her and had even spent some time holding her the other night while Amanda cleaned out her habitat.
This is why I don't like having pets - when you lose them for whatever reason it's just too upsetting - even when that pet is of the reptilian variety. See? I really am a softie but don't tell anyone, I've got a reputation to maintain!