Friday, June 26, 2009
Mr. Personality
And what a grouch! Crotalus viridis viridis. The Prairie Rattlesnake.
This picture is a few years old. I was out with a friend on her ranch and we came upon this character. She hates snakes. I mean hates as in ethnic cleansing. Nobody had a shootin' arn so she ups and avails herself of modern technology! Calls the house on her cellphone and asks daughter #1 to bring her a shovel. Soon the pickup arrives and Mr. Slinky has an unfortunate confrontation with a piece of primitive hardware.
Live and let live is just fine, 'til you have to deal with a nose-bit cow or a dog swelling up like a dirigible. It'll definitely make a believer out of you where shovels are concerned.
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And now you know why I call myself "Crotalus", though it's in reference to the various "Don't Tread on Me" flags.
No rattlers here, but I used to live and turkey hunt in the land of the Copperhead.
I'd have been happy with a shovel AND an AK47.
i came across a 5 foot rattler an angel's bluff with 6 8 year olds and gave him wide berth...one of the eight year olds lactched on to my leg for the whole rest of the day...CONTACT COMFORT
I have been bitten twice by Copperheads up here. One was a bad deal and the other was a non-event. I kill poisonous snakes without mercy. They'll kill cats, dogs, even chickens. And they aren't too great to have latch onto your leg when their fangs get stuck in your jeans either.
I really appreciate your blog. Thanks for writing.
They do make a good lunch; I prefer them fried, but I've also had them on a stick over a fire.
I sort of look at it like Hermit. The fewer poisonous snakes near people and domestic animals the better.
They don't eat enough mice to make a differance anyway. This is when a nice pistol pays for itself!
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