So funny but so creepy!

A few years back, I decided that a hamster would be a great pet for Little Man. I had one when I was little and loved it. So, I finally talk Benny into getting one. Benny is the kind of person that goes way overboard so of course this hamster had a freakin MANSION. I'm talking 3 story, very colorful, tubes and little houses everywhere. It was so big it had to stay in the living room on our entertainment center. Benny decided that the cage was so huge that we should get 2 hamsters. THEN, he decided it would be cool to get a boy and girl, breed them and then sell them back to the pet store. This is where everything goes crazy.

We get them home and the little shits are MEAN! They would bite EVERYTIME you tried to touch them. So, basically they just stayed in the cage and I got to clean it all the time. Not much fun. THEN, we had babies. 8 to be exact. Now they were cute! We would take them out and look at them and Little Man loved it. That was until the daddy ate them. What an asshole.

A few weeks later, we had more babies. 11 of them. The daddy like this bunch or was scared of what the mommy would do and he let them live. When I would clean the cage, they would scamper to other parts and so I didn't have to take them out. The tubes were colored and hard to see through so I never really looked for them much less did a head count.

One night, everyone else was sleeping and I was hanging out with Smiley (he was only like a month old) and watching TV. I noticed something long and white stretching from the top of the cage to the bottom. It was the belly side of a FUCKIN SNAKE!!!!! I flipped out!!!!! I stood on the couch and start screaming for Benny while looking all over the floor for more snakes. We lived in a TINY mobile home and no one woke up to my screams.

I grabbed Smiley, RAN on the furniture to my bedroom, jumped on the bed and screamed "There is a fuckin snake in the house!!!!!" That woke him up. FAST! Benny is a tad scared of snakes. He went from sleeping to standing on the bed in less than a second. I told him what was going on and we go investigate.

I take my place back on the couch as he looks in the cage. The snake is now big enough that it can't get out of the cage (it was a metal cage). Benny decides to do a head count of hamsters. There was ONE! The other 12 were gone. Guess that's why the snake was so big. The only survivor was the daddy. Then Benny says he is going to shoot it with his shot gun. Ummm, no. That would put a huge hole in our house. I say we should put a sheet over the cage and carry it out so he can shoot it and he says, "Ummmm, not no but hell no!" He doesn't want to get that close to the snake. We agree on him using Little Man's BB gun.

I get Smiley undercover and Benny goes to shooting. I think he probably shot that damn thing like 50 times. We had BB's bouncing around everywhere and some actually hitting the snake. He wouldn't quit shooting until it was no longer moving. Once it was dead, he got a coat hanger and got the snake out and into a pillow case (that he made me hold). After that, I wanted the last rodent gone so more snakes wouldn't show up. He let the little guy (that was shaking soooo bad) go off into the woods.

Needless to say, we didn't sleep there that night. We loaded up the kids and headed to my moms. After all the drama, I got to thinking. Just how long WAS that snake in there? He was there long enough to eat 12 hamsters and get fat enough he couldn't escape. How many times had I put my hands in a cage where a snake was living? Gives me the heebie jeebies just thinking about it.

We moved very shortly after that. We now both agree, never again will be have a pet that snakes eat as food!