Trees provide shade, a pleasant vista and sometimes fruit. Snakes, not so much...Yet, almost nobody is afraid of trees. Go figure.

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Trees provide shade, a pleasant vista and sometimes fruit. Snakes, not so much...Yet, almost nobody is afraid of trees. Go figure.
The snake got a bad rap in the Bible, too. (As the Cockneys say, "Who'd Adam an' Eve it?")I think the fear of snakes is in our DNA from waayy back and there must be a reason for that....
Way back in the 60’s as a young officer, I was working an extra job at one of the local banks providing traffic control at a multiple drive up window banking location. Two of the drive up windows were stand alone facilities across the street from the other windows. The teller working one of those windows, who by the way was pregnant, opened the door and called to me that the driver of the car at her window wanted to talk to me. She looked rather pale and immediately closed the door. Red flags waved in my mind as I approached the rear of the vehicle. My first thought was bank robber. The operator of the vehicle was the only person in the car. As I reached the rear of the vehicle, I unsnapped the holster strap over my Model 29. About that time the driver began to swivel toward me with something long and dark in both hands. My immediate thought was shotgun. I pulled my revolver as the man’s face turned to me and rung his nose with that old 44 and instructed him not to move. Fortunately he complied immediately. What he had in his hands was a realistic looking long black rubber snake. When the teller opened the drawer to take his deposit, he ran the snake into the drawer toward her. She almost delivered the baby she was carrying right there out of fright. That was the reason for her pale face. After realizing there was no real danger, I did not move my revolver. I gave him some friendly advice, while I had his undivided attention, about scaring folks with his pet. I’m quit sure the barrel of that 44 looked a bit like a cannon while in contact with his nose. We came to an agreement that it probably was not good for him to keep the “snake” in his vehicle to frighten people. After I reholstered he related that he had put it out the window toward a motorcycle rider who almost wrecked when he saw the rubber reptile. After being informed that if I ever saw him out with his buddy again, I would find some charge to put him so far under the jail it would be necessary to pipe sunlight into him. Thought sure I’d get complained on by him, but never did. Some folks just have a warped sense of what is funny and acceptable as a practical joke. I would be willing to bet that is one thing he never did again…or at least i hope so.
I thought the same thing. No way I’d grab it, even with heavy gloves.
Like I’ve been saying for years, every well equipped household should have a sword.
That doesn’t always kill ‘em. We’ve run over a number of rattlers in Wyoming. They writhe around for a few minutes, then slither off. Those suckers are tough.
I honed a technique over the years. When I see one on a gravel road, I wait until I’m just about on it, slam on the brakes and skid over it. That seems to do the trick.
The ranch owner told us when you kill one, your suppose to chop of the head and hang the body on a fence. She said it brings rain. Yeah, right! Not me….
To update an old phrase, "Not even bitten, but twice shy"!Ever since I read this thread I've been checking out my overhead garage door opener unit before I pull my vehicle in the garage. It's given me the hebbie jebbies