When I lived in Brunswick, I had a 24ft reticulated python and feeding her was easy.
One day a there was an ad for a goat for $50.
I called the number and spoke with a woman. She asked asked how much experience with goats I had and all those usual questions.
I told her the goat was my little girl and she would definitely love to have it. I assured her the goat would be appreciated and hugged and my little girl would spend some time with it.
The lady seemed happy until I told a friend in the room with me that the snake was eating goat that night.
Suddenly the goat was no longer for sale