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A buddy that lives about 10 miles west of Stillwater was going home from work the other day, and came on this scene. That Rattler has a rabbit by the head, preparing to take it in. He said the snake was about as thick as his forarm, and Fred is not a skinny guy. He watched it for awhile, and went home. He came back later to check his cows,and the snakes progress. Snake and rabbit were gone. Would have been interesting to see if he got it all the way down. :D


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I used to bow hunt on the west side of Lake Carl Blackwell. We came across a couple Timber rattlers walking to tree stands. The biggest was only 24". That one in the picture is a monster.
 
I killed one years ago with a big, big, Tennessee bull frog lumped up in it. The recent meal was probably why my cousin was not struck...he strode right over the snake and I was just behind him.

Yea...of course we cut the snake open. Thats what a 13 year old is supposed to do. We vaporized it's head with 22 LR and waited for it to stay still before we did the autopsy.
 
Axe/shovel/bullet meet head if I woulda been there. I frigging hate snakes!!! When I was around 9yo we lived down southeast of Shawnee for a year where my dad was ranch foreman for my uncles ranch down there. One day out foolin around down by one of the creeks I found a snake and was gonna show dad. So I found a stick and held down the head like I'd seen dad do so many times. Picked it up right behind the head and walked back to the house with it. When my dad seen what I had his eyes got big as softballs and he turned white as a sheet. Right then I knew something was wrong as he told me "Go out to the pasture and throw that MFer as far as I could and sprint back to the house." at the time I thought I just had a snake. What I didn't know was that it was a cottonmouth! To this day I've never picked up a snake.
 
Axe/shovel/bullet meet head if I woulda been there. I frigging hate snakes!!! When I was around 9yo we lived down southeast of Shawnee for a year where my dad was ranch foreman for my uncles ranch down there. One day out foolin around down by one of the creeks I found a snake and was gonna show dad. So I found a stick and held down the head like I'd seen dad do so many times. Picked it up right behind the head and walked back to the house with it. When my dad seen what I had his eyes got big as softballs and he turned white as a sheet. Right then I knew something was wrong as he told me "Go out to the pasture and throw that MFer as far as I could and sprint back to the house." at the time I thought I just had a snake. What I didn't know was that it was a cottonmouth! To this day I've never picked up a snake.

Dang, that's a good one! It's a wonder you didn't have to change your drawers after that!
 
Axe/shovel/bullet meet head if I woulda been there. I frigging hate snakes!!! When I was around 9yo we lived down southeast of Shawnee for a year where my dad was ranch foreman for my uncles ranch down there. One day out foolin around down by one of the creeks I found a snake and was gonna show dad. So I found a stick and held down the head like I'd seen dad do so many times. Picked it up right behind the head and walked back to the house with it. When my dad seen what I had his eyes got big as softballs and he turned white as a sheet. Right then I knew something was wrong as he told me "Go out to the pasture and throw that MFer as far as I could and sprint back to the house." at the time I thought I just had a snake. What I didn't know was that it was a cottonmouth! To this day I've never picked up a snake.

It is a wonder that any of us lived to maturity. Seriously. I should have been killed on numerous occassion during various youthful stunts. If you need proof there is a God, and he takes care of fools....look no further.
 
It is a wonder that any of us lived to maturity. Seriously. I should have been killed on numerous occassion during various youthful stunts. If you need proof there is a God, and he takes care of fools....look no further.


Ain't that the truth. I can't even remember all of the stupid sh!t we did that should have ended in death or dismemberment.

On a related note (how much things have changed), I found this picture the other day of me and my peeps taken in the parking lot of the high school. Yes, we all had GUNS!
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, and NO we weren't in a gang.

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Which one is you? I'm going to guess either the second from the left or the second from the right
 
It is a wonder that any of us lived to maturity. Seriously. I should have been killed on numerous occassion during various youthful stunts. If you need proof there is a God, and he takes care of fools....look no further.


I hear ya. I remember when I was growin up, when you went out to ride bicycles we were wearing a pair of shorts and tennis shoes. Hell most of the time I just had my laces tucked into the shoes. And no brakes on my bike. Dad said You just stick your foot back there on top of the tire by the frame and use the sole of your shoe as brakes. Nowadays if you don't have kids wear helmets, elbow pads, knee pads and all kinds of safety gear just to ride a bicycle then people look at you like your a horrible parent.
 
A friends son was bitten after Dark in the Houston area several years ago. Since the snake couldn't be identified, they couldn't administer anti venom. He layed near death for several days. Fully recovered.
 
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