So I had made the decision to let my sulcata winter in her burrow outside as opposed to bringing her inside. Here in southern Alabama, we don't get too many terribly cold nights where it doesn't get fair back during the day, but January can get pretty chilly (below 20'F at night and 40-50's in the day). Nevertheless, I went with my gut that her burrow, which I guestimated was at least 8 ft deep (and likely more) was better insulated and would cause her less stress, then bringing her inside and sticking her in a plastic storage bin with a heat lamp, which **** her off (after all, it did last year!). PLus, there was the added challenge of catching her outside of her burrow to bring her inside (working 8-10 hrs during normal business hrs on most days, and she comes out during those times!).
Anyway, I still had my doubts if she would make it okay. Today, I was playing with my son outside, and I notice the boards I had used to cover the burrow were knocked aside. A familiar dirt-covered face greeted us at the entrance of the burrow. Kobe apparently was experiencing some "cabin fever" and today was warm enough for her to stretch her legs. At least I know my instincts were right.
Anyway, I still had my doubts if she would make it okay. Today, I was playing with my son outside, and I notice the boards I had used to cover the burrow were knocked aside. A familiar dirt-covered face greeted us at the entrance of the burrow. Kobe apparently was experiencing some "cabin fever" and today was warm enough for her to stretch her legs. At least I know my instincts were right.