After a rubbish night’s sleep, I got up to Pollyanna true to her name – long, wiggly, and full of smiles.
She’s been a bit sulky over the last few days, we’ve been expecting her to shed again, her colours had darkened and she didn’t come anywhere near the category of bright-eyed, let alone bushy-tailed. I think the general opinion is not to bother her too much pre-shed, but I still try and get her out at least once a day, just for a short time, and she tolerates me well in her more vulnerable state.
Tuesday morning I peered in and she was tightly curled up in her hide so I left her in peace and got out some lunch to defrost ready for later. By Tuesday evening I lifted her out from the hide and had my first hiss in a while, just a half-hearted hiss, more of a large sigh really, she just sat in my hand looking up at me through bluey-grey coloured eyes.
I don’t usually feed Pollyanna when she’s “blue”, I wait a day or two but since dinner was already defrosted we had nothing to lose really. I put her down on the greaseproof paper and she raised her head a little but that was it. Normally as soon as the “picnic blanket” arrives she bussies herself preparing to strike for lunch, but Tuesday she didn’t even bother to uncoil. I offered dinner and she still didn’t move, but eventually when I moved it nose to nose in front of her, she just opened her mouth and took a bite.
Dinner sorted for the week, that was a bit of a relief, she went off to sit behind her pillars and I went off to work.
This morning I went to check on her and she’d left me a pile of dirty washing at the back of the viv, along with a pile of “other stuff” which needed cleaning out so as I set about the viv and it’s contents with various cleaning equipment, Pollyanna showed off her new-fitting, post-shed suit.
More from before : Playing with “Pollyanna“, my pet python.