This might be a tough post but here it goes.
My mother moved us to the country in 1984. She quickly took over the idea of raising and slaughtering all our own meat. Her (forgive the phrase) pet project was chickens and she quickly decided to cross-breed the traits she like into a predictable chicken that gave her the eggs and meat that she wanted. It took several years but she ended up with a unique breed of chickens that met her requirements. That's a story in itself, but now we must jump ahead a decade or so to when I started raising snakes and found that some were easier to feed and breed than others. I quickly decided to play with unique animals I found in nature to get something new.
Now, I grant you that the modern era is filled with anti-GMO types who deny they ever smoked pot while telling us that the illuminati uses chem-trails to make the minorities buy drugs from illegal immigrants but this isn't a sci-fi blog. It's a sci-life blog. And the reality is that I bred for recessive traits knowing full well that genetics work on a deeper level than phenotypes.
Need an example? Radiolab has a wonderful podcast about how the Russians bred foxes for calm behaviors and ended up with totally different coats. I could also show you how caloric intake directly affects when children reach puberty. But no one cares about that. Even if I explain how trimming fruit tree tap roots get quicker fruit development. No one cares. We cling to insane ideas about evil GMO's poisoning us with genetically modified apples. FYI: all apples are genetically modified. All dogs, geese, pigs, cows, chickens, turkeys, etc are "genetically modified". If you really want to hear a tail of GMO's that will make your heart break just listen to this. The point is, I decided to play God in the same way as countless scores of humans before me and it paid off.
I caught, bought and selectively bred various animals of a single species and got something yet-to-fore unseen. I am proud of the fact that I live in a time and place to record this. I have no idea what happened to my mother's chickens but I bet that someone is enjoying the eggs and meat that resulted from her work. To date, only one person has bought any of my snakes and I am a year or two away from calling an end to this project and starting something new. This website will serve as the documentation of my tangential achievement.