Thursday, June 11, 2009
A mouse in the house
Back in the day when I was a new wife and mum living in my first home, a little two bedroom flat, my husband (the ideas man) decided to get himself a pet - a snake... I wasn't too concerned about this although I insisted that the snake's living quarters be made impenetrable. Being in the woodwork field, he had soon whipped up a decent sized wooden box with a sliding glass front for access to the snake.
The supplier of the snake was a client who was also a snake breeder and who had cases of poisonous snakes lining his bedroom! I kid you not. I saw this with my own eyes before I hop skipped it out of that room. He also had another little associated hobby of breeding mice although this he did in a shed at the end of the garden.
So hubby comes home with the snake which he pops into the box and two mice, one of which he pops into the box with the snake. While I wasn't watching, the snake swallowed the mouse. Its nature I know but not in my house - I wasn't impressed. So now the snake was fed and not due for another meal for a week or so. What to do with the other mouse?
Can you believe that I ended up buying a cage and accessories for this other mouse which ended up becoming a pet and lived with us for about another 2 years, in fact long after the novelty of the snake (which spent 100% of its time under the paper lining of the box) had worn off and the snake had been released back into nature, over the precast boundary wall of the block of flats.
I am an animal lover but I do not like pets to which you have to feed other pets. So bye bye snakey.