Throughout all this, Lucy was ever so gentle, applying only as much pressure as was needed, to an extent that had I not heard a funny noise behind my neck, I wouldn't have known something unusual was going on. She had a busy night, for sure. She slept all day. And I will check the shedding process later tonight, armed with a lukewarm wet face cloth to help finish the process. Lucy likes a nice wet rub-down at such times. That snake lives in the lap of luxury, I tell you. We wouldn't have it any other way. How many snakes in darkest Africa get a spa evening? I would have to say less than three, if that many at all. But this is purely anecdotal and based on no actual reliable numbers.
Take care, everyone
Sylvain.
