@TurtleMomma pet store employees are the worst!!! I worked at a pet supply store for many years and spent more of my time telling people what things they shouldn't buy then what they should! My favourite customer question: "but why would they make it/sell it if it is so bad for x animal?" My favourite customer comment: "well I am just going to keep doing it this way because it hasn't killed x animal yet".
Mother of God, THIS! I mean, it is this very scenario that keeps the exotic pet veterinary business alive.
One of my biggest peeves was people trying to justify calcium sand (calci-sand) saying that it had calcium in it so it was good for them and digested easier. Uhm, no. All it did was light up real pretty on an x-ray when the animal stopped eating because they had a sand impaction.
My absolute favorite, though, was a family that bought a 2 toed sloth and brought it in to us because it wasn't eating. When I walked into the room they had a childrens encyclopedia book in their hands called "Sloths" and were telling me about how much research they did before they got her. Riiiiiiiight.
Holy shit. I love sloths. I would love to hug one and carry it around for a bit, but seriously? Not a pet for the average person.
My city "zoo" is actually an animal sanctuary. At the front of every single cage - tigers, bears, deer, snakes, lizards, eagles, mountain lions, coyote, tundra wolf --- every. single. cage. --- is the story of how the animal was being kept as a pet and was not properly cared for. I'm thankful they have a place to go... but I'm so sad they have to be there because of uninformed people.
Awww... sloth. (Edit: Because of a typo on wolf. Durrrh.)
Two toed sloths will fuck your shit up if you piss them off. Those claws (which can be blindingly fast when swiped at you), and their teeth are self-sharpening.
FTR, that poor creature was so massively ill from the shipping process (from Florida and god-knows-where before that). It was suffering so the owners opted to humanely euthanize her.
Now this is the story all about how, My l*i*fe got flipped, turned upside down, And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air In West Philadelphia I w*a*s born and raised On the playground is where I spent *m*ost of my days. Chillin' ou*t*, maxin', relaxin all cool, And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the sc*h*ool. When a couple of guys who w*e*re up to no good, Started makin' *t*rouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, And said "Yo*u*'re movin' with you*r* auntie and uncle in bel Air." Look for the subliminal message, that will be your response I whis*t*led for a cab, and when it came near, The *l*icense plate said "fr*e*sh" and it had dice in the mir*r*or. If anything I c*o*uld say that this cat was rare, But I thought "Nah forget it, Yo home to Bel Air." I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell y*a* later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Ai*r*.
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My city "zoo" is actually an animal sanctuary. At the front of every single cage - tigers, bears, deer, snakes, lizards, eagles, mountain lions, coyote, tundra wolf --- every. single. cage. --- is the story of how the animal was being kept as a pet and was not properly cared for. I'm thankful they have a place to go... but I'm so sad they have to be there because of uninformed people.
Awww... sloth.
(Edit: Because of a typo on wolf. Durrrh.)
Two toed sloths will fuck your shit up if you piss them off. Those claws (which can be blindingly fast when swiped at you), and their teeth are self-sharpening.
FTR, that poor creature was so massively ill from the shipping process (from Florida and god-knows-where before that). It was suffering so the owners opted to humanely euthanize her.
My l*i*fe got flipped, turned upside down,
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In West Philadelphia I w*a*s born and raised
On the playground is where I spent *m*ost of my days.
Chillin' ou*t*, maxin', relaxin all cool,
And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the sc*h*ool.
When a couple of guys who w*e*re up to no good,
Started makin' *t*rouble in my neighborhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
And said "Yo*u*'re movin' with you*r* auntie and uncle in bel Air."
Look for the subliminal message, that will be your response
I whis*t*led for a cab, and when it came near,
The *l*icense plate said "fr*e*sh" and it had dice in the mir*r*or.
If anything I c*o*uld say that this cat was rare,
But I thought "Nah forget it, Yo home to Bel Air."
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell y*a* later."
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there,
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Ai*r*.