| I had a very similar incident driving my Z. But unfortunatly i don't have any pictures to go with it. I stopped by at a pet-co on my way home from work to get some "dinner" for my (at the time) young Columbian Red tail Boa. As i was checking out i specificaly remember the cashier asking me if i wanted a plastic bag which I , as i unfortunatly found out later that evening, should not have declined. I walk out to my car and put the box with the little critter in it on the floor in front of the passenger seat.
I pulled on to a stretch of road that is bordered by cemetarys on each side, a nice open road with no traffic. I decided to open the Z up a little bit as there was nobody on the road with me. I was in a very unusually relaxed state and was kind of loosly steering with one hand. I had no idea what was about to happen. I reach behind my seat to pull a small cd wallet out from the pouch on the back of my seat. As im digging around i swear i see something move by my foot out of the corner of my eye, but the possibility that my snakes meal had escaped its cardboard carton hadn't crossed my mind. Now, im not one to be afraid of animals. Having worked in a pet store during high school i can say ive been bit and shit on by a variety of species. But this mouse scared me a little, there was something abnormally aggressive about him, lol. Right as i gave it more throttle i feel an unusual vibration by my foot, so i look down and i see the little critter chewing, yes CHEWING, on my shoelace!! I reached down thinking i could just grab him and return him to his carton and be done with it. But as i go to grab him the friggin thing HOPS into my lap. i grab him and right as i grab the little SOB, he sinks his little SOB teeth right into my cuticle. i drop him and he scrambles under my seat. So at this point im pissed. Its not that it hurt, it hurt just enough to irritate me. So as im driving (an defiantly swurving) im trying to flush him out with a tire iron i keep next to my seat. The entire rest of the car ride home i had the tire iron in my hand anticipating the little rodent scurrying out of the shadows and trying to sink his little teeth into me again I get home and spend about 15 minutes trying to tease this mutant mouse out from under my seat. I then notice that he's now CHEWING ON MY LEATHER SEAT. This was unacceptable. I finally just suck it up and grab him, letting him bite the shit out of me, and put throw him back in that damn flimsey carton. Lets just say i didn't show much remorse after feeding him to my snake. And i always grab a plastic bag now, hahaha. Good stuff.
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