My first love Lilith.. sneaky little thing broke free when she was very wee snakie, it was the the coldest month of the year here in Maine (below zero F even in day and if it warmed it was single digits) couldn't find her it was feeding day she was tiny and it was cold. After 3 weeks I really thought she froze. Monday morning half asleep pulling my jeans on... something touches my foot.. i look down "Holy -expletive- a snake." Primal brain kicks in I jump back but all in the same thought I realize its MY snake and jump forward to grab her. I scared the absolute bejeezus out of her.. still totally surprised to this day she didn't just bite me for all flailing around and manhandling. She looked at me hungry and ate like a beast that night. She now is coming upon breeding size and is a happy thing.