Killed many a rattler in my youth on the farm, mostly with a sharp grubbing hoe. They (and the water moccasins) came up from the creek to sun in the garden. Nasty suckers to plow into.
The wild hogs that run the area where the old family cemetery is are the reason I got my CC to begin with, as unlicensed carry of a pistol in that state became illegal. A hog got me on the leg. Lots of blood, but I got to my .357 and dropped him before he could hit me again. Pity the folks down the road heard shots "out of season" and called the Sheriff. Got patched up, but also admonished for illegal carry, as my implied right to carry died in some legislative abyss.
The wild hogs that run the area where the old family cemetery is are the reason I got my CC to begin with, as unlicensed carry of a pistol in that state became illegal. A hog got me on the leg. Lots of blood, but I got to my .357 and dropped him before he could hit me again. Pity the folks down the road heard shots "out of season" and called the Sheriff. Got patched up, but also admonished for illegal carry, as my implied right to carry died in some legislative abyss.