First snake bite. Well, MY snake didn't bite me. But my friend's did. He spilled his water and made a giant mess of his bedroom, so I had to clean it up even though he is supposed to be remaining undisturbed and acclimating to the new home. Took me by surprise! WHAP! He got three teeth into me-- how I don't know. Shouldn't a matching fourth have come into play there somehow? And three tiny little drops of blood which mightily impressed my children.

So I am now a warrior.

Or something.

So I finished cleaning up, put him back in, and he has spilled his water again already. He is getting aspen in there tomorrow to soak up the spills.