or maybe this should be called why i haven’t bought a scorpion yet. it feels like the right thing to do. as soon as i stepped into emsworth aquaria and reptiles the smell took me back to childhood when my brother had a snake and i had fish. that humid, mossy taste in the air with a whiff of adrenaline. seeing the apparently empty glass cases (or vivarium/terrarium iamthedemonamon) with labels like ‘tarantula’ next to them made me feel like i was in the right place. you know there’s something cool in those cases. waiting.
a vivarium is quite expensive to begin with and although i wanted a chameleon, they were tiny. the millipedes looked lame and the cool lizards were out of my price range. as i moved around the shop i got to the spiders and froze a bit. standing in a narrow corridor with possibly dangerous spiders either side of my face was a little unnerving but the webs were amazing. my immediate thought was that i’d forget to close the lid properly one night after feeding him/her and i’d wake up with it sitting in my mouth. so i backed away, saw some more lizards, one of which really wanted a piece of me. he was going mental, biting at the glass – i had to admire him – he was only a couple of inches long, but what enthusiasm.
i looked around the fish but they’re too much work and too needy. so i flicked through the guide to keeping scorpions in the shop and decided i wouldn’t impulse buy and left empty handed.
i still want a pet, and just writing this has made me think of another visit. i’ve spent the last few minutes looking up ‘best reptile as pet’ ‘best spider as pet’ and ‘scorpions as pet’ and i think an emperor scorpion is a good choice. i’m going to head back to the shop this afternoon and ask some questions – not to buy just yet, but i want to be expert before i bring him/her home.