The Cypriot snake charmer: I know their body language

The door was open and I stepped in. I was greeted by a squawked “Hello” and responded in kind. As the darkness peeled away, I was momentarily lost in a maze of terrariums alive with all kinds of frogs, turtles, lizards and snakes. Harley brought me back by tugging on my shirt, spreading his gaudy plumes for me to admire. “Good boy”, I said to him and he poked his other foot through the cage to get a better grip, hanging onto the grid by his sharp beak and sizing me up with one inquisitive eye...