The snake and the pussycat

Lucifer the Cat and Hannibal Lector (not the Hannibal Lector, but our boa constrictor, Lector) have formed a weird kind of allegiance. Kitty sits in front of his vivarium starring at him adoringly, gently patting the glass every so often to get his attention, and he puts his chin up on the little ledge by the glass, and looks at her all soppy-like too. Could this be the look of love?

Could this be the most extreme case of against-all-odds, multi-cultural love?