My co-workers are avid hunters and fisher-women... kill, clean and butcher their prey, so to speak. However today when they found out I was getting a new baby snake on Wednesday... they freaked smooth out because I feed them mice and rats. :O Hmm.. I knew I kept my love of snakes under wraps for a reason. They were totally shocked that such a nice wife and mother such as I would allow snakes in my home. **rolls her eyes** When I started telling them stories about George, the boa that I grew up with as a child and Dixie my 15 yr old bp... they just kept shuddering and stating that it was too gross. What's up with that?