I had one retic, my first, that I brought home from Florida. He was beautiful. The colors in his pattern were bright, well defined, and just an overall prime specimen. Meaner than Satan with a toothache. I finally sold him to the head of the herpetological society of Genesee county. The guy was thrilled to have him and told me to come back in a couple of weeks and see just how much his attitude would improve.
I went back in two weeks, and he had a retic bathing in a tank getting ready to shed. I looked the snake over and said, "That ain't Rick". I called him Rick the Prick 'cause he was. He said, "Hell no! I got rid of that sumbitch. He'd only be good to make a belt out of!"