I am a snake. No not a rattlesnake. I just look like one. Im a gophersnake. One day an oily filthy fleshy human child crossed my path. As luckwould have it he... » 

I am a snake. No not a rattlesnake. I just look like one. Im a gophersnake. One day an oily filthy fleshy human child crossed my path. As luckwould have it he knew the difference between a gopher snake and a rattlesnake.He has imprisoned me in a terrarium. His name is Gunnar. He calls me Crusher.He thinks Im male. Im not. He dropped in a dead mouse and hoped Id eatit. I buried it. He then dropped in a live one which he called Breakfast. Ididnt lay a coil on it. Gunnar thinks Ill be his adoring pet. Hes wrong. In fact I am planning my escape. I may take Breakfast with me. Crusherwill charm readers in this entertaining clever novel about a snake incaptivity and how she turns the tables on her human captor. «