Back when I was a youth — well, if you call someone in college a “youth” — I had a garter snake by the name of Pythias that I kept in a 20 gallon aquarium in my dorm room. Pythias was about three feet long and I would feed him (or her?) mostly crickets.
But then I made an interesting discovery. I was at the pet store buying my weekly supply of crickets when the owner asked me if I had ever thought about feeding my snake a live mouse. He said it was fascinating to watch a snake catch, swallow, and digest a mouse. He gave me a nice, fat, juicy one to take home with me. I called some of my classmates and told them to meet me in my dorm room.
When all five of us had gathered in my room, I opened the pet store box and lifted the mouse by its tail, dubbed it Damon, and dropped it into Pythias’ tank. Then we watched as Pythias slithered over to Damon, toyed with the petrified mouse, and eventually opened its unhinged jaws and swallowed the doomed mouse whole. It took about four days for the lump that was that poor mouse to work its way through Pythias’s body and to be fully digested.
After that, I would buy a new Damon each week and invite friends to come to my room and watch the weekly ritual. Most of us found it as fascinating as I did, but I admit that some found the whole scene to be totally inimical.
Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (youth), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aquarium), Ragtag Daily Prompt (discovery), The Daily Spur (meet), and Your Daily Word Prompt (inimical).