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Post by rickyguitar on Apr 15, 2022 10:20:31 GMT -5
Last night our 10 year old mastiff found a cottonmouth in the yard. We could tell by the really animated barking something was up. I had the Shepherd out front so my wife went out back, say the snake striking and missing repeatedly so she grabbed an 8 foot 2x4 and beat it, then stood on it while I got a shovel and hacked it up. So then we get the mastiff inside and he starts his victory dance while we just look at each other. Holy cow. 1st viper we have seen in 21 years here.
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Post by Leftee on Apr 15, 2022 10:32:54 GMT -5
I’m surprised you haven’t seen more.
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Post by Taildragger on Apr 15, 2022 10:41:50 GMT -5
"Snake Dog"
*¡wOOt!*
Hit single: "Cottonmouth Woman"
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Post by Taildragger on Apr 15, 2022 10:44:53 GMT -5
We periodically had big wildfires where I grew up in SoCal. After the fires, the rattlesnakes that had taken refuge from the fire under peoples' houses would come crawling out so we'd have to be on the lookout.
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Post by rickyguitar on Apr 15, 2022 10:46:54 GMT -5
I’m surprised you haven’t seen more. Me too |
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Post by HenryJ on Apr 15, 2022 11:40:12 GMT -5
Last night our 10 year old mastiff found a cottonmouth in the yard. We could tell by the really animated barking something was up. I had the Shepherd out front so my wife went out back, saw the snake striking and missing repeatedly so she grabbed an 8 foot 2x4 and beat it, then stood on it while I got a shovel and hacked it up. So then we get the mastiff inside and he starts his victory dance while we just look at each other. Holy cow. 1st viper we have seen in 21 years here. My wife would never do that. |
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Post by Taildragger on Apr 15, 2022 12:50:38 GMT -5
One of Mike's giraffes would've trampled the crap out of it.
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Post by NoSoapRadio on Apr 15, 2022 15:40:49 GMT -5
We moved to San Antonio (Lackland AFB) when I was about 5 years old. The house was brandy new in a newly minted suburban development. The day we arrived it was about a million degrees outside. None of our furniture or belongings had shown up yet -- we were still living out of suitcases. We all slept on the floor the first night in the house -- Mom and Dad were in their room which had an AC, my sister and I slept in the dining room under the only other AC in the house. I was bunked next to a sliding glass door that opened onto a concrete patio.
When I woke up the next morning I was face to face with a five foot rattlesnake that had crawled up on the patio. I just laid there for a while watching the vile thing. It was the first time I'd seen a snake in person.
I waited for Dad to get up and brought my new acquaintance to his attention. There was literally nothing in the house that could be used to dispatch the reptile or even compel him to relocate. Eventually, the sun warmed up that side of the house and the snake decided to move on.
I guess I'm just one of those guys who has a primal skeevy attitude toward slithery creatures.
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Post by Leftee on Apr 15, 2022 16:30:59 GMT -5
We moved to San Antonio (Lackland AFB) when I was about 5 years old. The house was brandy new in a newly minted suburban development. The day we arrived it was about a million degrees outside. None of our furniture or belongings had shown up yet -- we were still living out of suitcases. We all slept on the floor the first night in the house -- Mom and Dad were in their room which had an AC, my sister and I slept in the dining room under the only other AC in the house. I was bunked next to a sliding glass door that opened onto a concrete patio. When I woke up the next morning I was face to face with a five foot rattlesnake that had crawled up on the patio. I just laid there for a while watching the vile thing. It was the first time I'd seen a snake in person. I waited for Dad to get up and brought my new acquaintance to his attention. There was literally nothing in the house that could be used to dispatch the reptile or even compel him to relocate. Eventually, the sun warmed up that side of the house and the snake decided to move on. I guess I'm just one of those guys who has a primal skeevy attitude toward slithery creatures. I would fudge my Huggies… |
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