Snack mouse

This year, my second-grader's class learned about the circle of life with Edna the ball python. Personally, I was a little sicked out by it all, but the kids loved it. At one point, we took a term bringing Edna a "snack mouse." It was a tiny little thing and I felt kind of gross buying it to feed to the snake. Here are the kids checking out the snack mouse.

Hot Rod gets a turn holding Edna. Everyone in the class got to hold her before she fed.

Here is the class watching. You can see the snack mouse in the far right top of the cage. Edna unfurled and took her time getting ready to strike.

Poor little mouse didn't know what hit it. Edna grabbed it and squeezed the life out of it. She gave it a good shake to make sure that it was dead before she started to dine.

Then, she grabbed it by the tail and flipped it around to swallow it head first. It was over pretty quickly at that point.

The last thing we saw was the poor critter's back legs and tail. The kids thought it was cool. Me and a teaching intern were pretty sicked out. I almost puked while watching the mouse foot twitching as it was dying. Ick. Army of Dad wants me to get the child a snake like this for a pet. I don't think so. I have bad dreams about snakes and have ever since I was a kid. Don't think I could ever sleep again if there was one - voluntarily - in my house.