I'm not sure I could feed live mice to a snake, but I sure am happy when my Maine Coon boys bag a rodent interloper. Our late little female shorthair, who was a teenage mom and a former major outdoor hunter, and taught by example (they weren't great friends) the boys to hunt by ambush. It was a whole new day. The boys were bottle fed, kittens rescued out of a drainpipe, so didn't have mom to teach them. Bella, our little female, would watch them in disdain, then wait until they tired and went to sleep, and she'd bag the game with ease. She'd hunted mice, voles, snakes, etc., and stalked white tail deer, guinea hens, and other large animals she couldn't possibly catch. We miss her a lot. What a gal.