I guess there are just times that no matter what you do, Mother Nature takes what she wishes...when she wishes.
This evening while feeding snakes, I found Diablo dead in his tub. He's a 2001 Stripe.
Those who were in chat a few days ago heard me talk about him being really bad off after coming out of brumation in December. He was visibly emaciated, had a bad shed shortly after coming out, and wasn't all that interested in eating.
I did manage to get a rat fuzzy in him with the skin slit all over and the butt dusted in probiotics, but I found that regurged a few days afterwards.
Due to the heat in the closet and the fact I haven't checked on anyone in there in 10+ days, his body was pretty unfit for a valuable necropsy. So I just buried him back in the woods where the wild snakes roam.
Misty, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss of Diablo. Sounds like you found a beautiful place to bury him. May he rest in peace, and my thoughts are with you.