When I first married my husband, Frank, he had three Burmese Pythons and one Anaconda. The latter was given to him and it died. My husband had a large wooden glassed in box built in a corner of his livingroom where he kept the snakes. It was interesting watching them in the cage.
Wiggly, a Burmese Python, was my favorite snake. She was friendly and not prone to bite. My husband and his father often did wildlife lectures and shows, explaining to the public about wild animals. Wiggly was the snake most used for these shows.
I was bitten by Wiggly only one time and it was accidental. She did not know it was me. Frank had put a rodent in the cage, but it had jumped out and we were on the floor trying to catch it, when Wiggly pushed open the door to the cage and saw my head and thought it was the rodent. I never even felt the bite on the side of my head. She bit me and let go right away, thank goodness. Frank got her and the rodent back in the cage and then came and got me up and to a chair. He kept pressing a rag to the side of my head and asking if I was okay. Of course since I did not know I had been bitten I said I was fine. Then it told me Wiggly had bitten me. The bite stopped bleeding right away and healed up just fine. It made me more careful around the snakes at feeding time.
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