I thought it would be nice to have a place we could share some stories about those special garters that have come into our live but are now passed.

I'll start things off with this. My Boy Scar(T. radix).

I found him out in the back yard. His appearance was terrible and he was an old snake. He was covered with scars, had a stub tail and what appeared to be healed puncture wounds all over. Life had been very tough on him. I felt it was time for him to live the easy life so took him in. The first 6 months were very trying. Scar wouldn't eat with me in the room and every time I went near his enclosure he flipped out, went crazy and wouldn't stop until I left. Over the next 6 months I slowly gained his trust but it was very small steps. Eventually he accepted me and would even come out to see me. The first time he did that I about cried. I would say we became friends. Scar father a number of litters for me and was a joy to be around. Scar escaped his enclosure(my fault) and I felt terrible. The following Fall he was found under a hide outside. I'm sure he did some more breeding while he was out there.
Scar lived another breeding season but then I saw old age taking its toll on him. The classic eating all he could get but gaining no weight. Then going off food and wasting away. He passed in my hands as I said good bye to my friend.