Pretty. I knew a guy with several large constrictors. He ended up with some mean ones that people gave away. We walked into his house once and he said “Dammit.” I asked what was wrong. Eleven foot albino wasn’t in its cage. I guess it had a habit of ambusheing him if he wasn’t careful. Had to flip a couple of pieces of furniture to find it. He had a long-haired dachshund that he locked in the bathroom when he went to work. One of the snakes got loose and got under the door and ate it.