YUCK!!!

Having a snake in our house up until yesterday hasn't been too traumatic... First let me explain that a couple of months ago the snake refused to eat its diet of frozen food. I admit that it crossed my mind that I wouldn't be bothered if the snake didn't make it. After a few failed attempts at feeding his snake Ruffin went to the pet store and bought a live feeder mouse. Emme was thrilled, she held the little box and kept saying "I like it." All I could think was how can MY daughter like this little rodent and how is she going to handle it when it is time to say goodbye? Ruffin let them watch it eat and they both didn't mind it. I think it is awful for them to watch it but Ruffin is convinced if they watch the snake eat they won't ever want a gerbil or hamster or other type of rodent as a pet...
So yesterday I happened to be in the part of town where the pet store is located and of course it just so happened that the snake needed to be fed for the week...
This is where the drama begins... We were leaving the house and had the little container of course Gracee and Emme fought over who got to carry it to the car. Emme was picked to carry it to the car and when she fell asleep clutching the container Gracee got her turn. Why is this so fun for them? When we got to the pet store I sat in the parking lot for 5 minutes getting the courage up to go inside... Gracee led the way as she has been with Ruffin before to get the mouse. We got some help and the man held up a mouse and said how is this one? I gagged and really had to pull myself together so I didn't throw up right there in the store... I don't know if it is worse for me being pregnant (probably not) but it was so GROSS!!!! I gagged on the way out of the store and for ten minutes in the car... That is definitely one job I can NEVER do again!!!!!!!!On a side note: I do appreciate that Ruffin does bleach everything the mouse touches and is good to keep the germs to a minimum:)