So, one of the "iconic" pictures of my son's childhood is of him sitting on the couch with the snake's head crawling out of his shirt sleeve right under his armpit and his face was beaming with such delight.
This was the 2nd pet snake we got and we got him as a baby. He was like your snake, balled up tight when handling. My son would just put the balled up snake on his belly under his shirt, dark and warm like they want it. And that day, the snake decided to crawl out of his shirt.
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