#krait bitty

*Of course! I commissioned these from IwuvCofi on Twitter, and they are just... so cute... and chonky... (Long post ahead)

Back at it again with the sillies I've adopted from @vex-bittys !

I know its been like maybe a year or two now since the adoption but after dropping off the face of tumblr for a while I am back! And this time I bring my krait, Carbon! The silly little guy has taken quite a shine to the skeletons in the rosebush near the house, but also loves playing with the mers inside! I can't keep him out of the sticker packs, what a goofy little guy ♡

Second image is Carbon with a character called Sorbet Shark Cookie, i thought the two would look silly together hehe

Happy Halloween from the Bitties and Voodoo Dolls! Everyone’s getting ready to hand out candy, almost ready!

How bout a ray and krait cuddling? :3

*✧･ﾟ:* SUPPORT ME*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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Let’s dive in.

Things have been hectic but we got some good news finally about my back. Now for another Λ story and a picture of him playing with his duckies!

Λ has been a delight that far exceeds my ability to keep up with drawing all of it. I have been wanting to post about all the fun we have been having around the water but I will definitely have to break it up into a few of them.

For those who don’t know, Kraits are an aquatic snake bitty so they need access to water to stay happy and healthy. Otherwise their scales can easily become dry and irritated. When adopting a Krait you really want to make sure you can provide a space for them to swim. Usually a bathtub will serve just fine for a full sized one and I have heard about miniatures who enjoy making friends with their keeper’s pet fish.

I know I spoil Λ, but it gives me a sense of control through everything that is going on. Not that he complains any.

Our apartment has a heated pool that is open year round. The lake is just a short five minute drive away for cooling off in the summer. And if we want to have an adventure the ocean is less than thirty minutes away. Λ’s size makes it a bit hard for him to swim in the apartment’s bathtub but he still gets a daily bath, on top of a daily swim, with all the toys and luxuries he could want.

The apartment’s pool has a nice lounging area so I can relax and play with Λ while he has his mid day swim without getting wet myself. I won’t be starting the swimming part of my physical therapy until after the surgery so I still have to keep my activity to a minimum. They did some new landscaping around the pool and it has turned out to be quite a lovely little place to relax.

The kids here are total sweethearts, never had a noise complaint, helpful with bringing things up the stairs and will apologize if they feel a friend who is over is being out of line (not that I thought they were). I know I didn’t show that level of maturity at their age so it always catches me off guard in the best of ways. Between their temperament and the promise of friends to swim with I was never worried about Λ getting along with any of them.

When they first met Λ he was feeling pretty shy and just wanted to hide in my coat with me. Normal Krait things and to be expected, thus the hoodie in the middle of summer. He got over that fairly quickly after watching all the fun they were having with me tossing toys into the pool. It’s hard for a Krait to pass up pool fun and I would have been extremely worried about his health if he had.

His mid day swim has become a little event at the pool, almost as anticipated as the ice cream man. The parents are happy to let their kids be watched for an hour or two where they are safe and active. Λ gets to swim with friends and lots of hugs. Two of the little girls are extreme huggers and their swimming has improved since playing with Λ. More swimming like and less drowning flail.

Was going to write about our Hexbug project but felt I needed to explain a few things first. And I can’t pass up a chance to draw my pool noodle being his graceful self. Next time robots!

My bitties and I have settled into a routine. We get up. We hang out. We go to sleep. But that routine was shattered recently. The doctor I’ve been seeing for one of my problems needed to retire rather suddenly. This meant I had to start seeing a new doctor, and for me, that was terrifying. I’ve had three really bad matches for doctors for this same condition, so I was worried it would be a bad match again.  

Because of this, I brought three of the four of my current bitties with me to the first meeting. Hemlock, my King from @vex-bittys, stayed right next to me and watched everything with suspicion. Gates, my Papython from @vex-bittys, stayed in my lap and kept interrupting me whenever my fidgeting turned too destructive. And Dijkstra, my Krait from @vex-bittys, was hanging by my ear and distracting me with questions about my current programming project. My fourth current bitty, Plato the Endogeny from @sometimesanartdragon, stayed at home where they weren’t going to make a mess of an exam room.

Part of preparing to meet with the new doctor was retaking some of the diagnostic tests. One revealed that even though I’ve made huge progress from where I was, I still have a long way to go before I’m anywhere near normal. Because of this, my new doctor suggested I try out a different form of treatment, one that would require daily sessions for several weeks.

The first day of my treatment, I only brought Dijkstra and Hemlock. More accurately, I only brought Hemlock, but Dijkstra snuck his way into my pocket, so he came, too. He was very excited about all of the machinery and was asking questions constantly.

Unfortunately, he distracted Hemlock, the doctor, and his assistants so well that they missed how much pain the treatment was causing me. I spent a great deal of the rest of the day trying to calm the pain responses down. Dijkstra felt very guilty and decided to hide in a towel nest for the rest of the day. Plato decided to join him. We had to un-goop them and give them both separate baths.

The next day of treatment wasn’t much better than the first. Hemlock was very insistent that they do something differently, but no matter how they changed the settings on the machines, it still hurt. Hemlock got very upset and insisted they stop.

They asked me to come in one more time. They planned to start again from the beginning, this time without the distraction of an excited little Krait asking them questions. It took a long time to convince Hemlock to let me go in again. He didn’t like that I kept getting hurt and nothing he could do could prevent it. It didn’t help that I wasn’t exactly certain that I wanted to be going back in. It had been a lot of pain, and I couldn’t take my anxiety medicine during this treatment.

Hemlock, Gates and I arrived on the third day. Gates had decided to come with me because of how much the anxiety was affecting me. He was the only one who really wanted to be there. The redo took a lot of time, and it went through a lot of pain. Gates kept my hands occupied through it all. At the end we found some settings that, while they hurt, were manageable. Hemlock wasn’t happy, but I was willing to try to see this through.

Day four almost felt like day two. A different nurse was running the machine, and she insisted we needed to increase the dose. It hurt a lot, but I tried to hide it from Hemlock. He didn’t buy it, but he did let me finish the treatment. Unfortunately, he had to help me through the rest of the day as my body had several side effects from the treatment plus continued pain signals.

So I adopted this adorable fella a few days ago and decided to draw him with a few flowers. Stellan, if you can’t decipher my writing.

*Bon has been helping out with the Lamia (and Felid) Bittybones Adoption Center nail art day. She also came to find herself a Coral and perhaps a Krait to adopt, so she's been watching the Corals that sidle up to "accidentally" receive nail art. Nobody is mentioning it, and they've become bold enough to actually paint and cure their designs under the gel lamp. They've also been heavily pilfering the rhinestones.

*Bon spots a frustrated little Coral trying to find rhinestones that match his scales. He has handfuls of them that he doesn't want to put back (because shiny), and a Krait is trying to help him find that oh-so perfect shade while many other greedy little Coral hands raid the supplies. She nudges over a tray with stunning shades of reds and yellows, and the Coral immediately curls around them protectively, making his selection after cramming his personal collection into his now-bulging pockets.

*Next, the Krait and Coral pick out some fake nails to give the ends of their phalanges that perfect shape. The pair helps each other apply the proper layers of gel, drying under the lamp between each layer. Bon watches them out of the corner of her eye with a smile. They are trying to be inconspicuous- the Coral frequently sighing as if he's only there to keep bigger lamias from bumping his Krait friend. It's obvious who loves the nail art the most though.

*It's almost closing time, and Bon is getting ready to pack up her supplies. She hears quite a commotion near her supplies. There are several bottles of polish strewn about that she'd just pack up... odd. Then she sees them. The Coral is tossing aside bottles of polish to make room for himself and his Krait friend to stow away in the supply box. He dislodges a box of fake nails and tucks the Krait safely into the space that's now available. Looking around suspiciously, he hops in himself, curling around the Krait to keep him from being jostled.