6ft rattler

[Chupacabra Hunter]

Ya'll eat em?

nah..... the next one......tastes like chicken right?

 

[robocop10mm]

Not me but just a couple of miles from my office.

 

[dbgun]

Looks like that snake had just swallowed the cat.

 

[Big country]

He certainly just ate something!

 

[Sniper John]

Looks like that snake had just swallowed the cat.

Or a chupacabra!

 

[Chupacabra Hunter]

Or a chupacabra!

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[redfred]

Nice snake! And lucky shot with the pistol.
Years ago, I went out shooting with a couple of my wife's relatives on the banks of the Buffalo Bayou down by Houston. We used to take a variety of rifles and shotguns and just plink on tin cans and other junk. My wife's uncle was carrying my .30 caliber M1 carbine. Suddenly, he started blasting away at the ground near his feet. He was jumping backwards and shooting at the same time, and yelling like he was on fire. Turns out there was a 4-1/2 foot water moccasin crawling towards him, and he shot 30 times at near point blank range and never hit the snake. I showed up with my trusty .410, and a single shot blew the snake's head off.
It was a good 20 minutes before my wife's uncle calmed down enough to speak intelligently, and he went back to the truck to wait for the rest of us. Years later, I could ask him if he wanted to go to the bayou to go shooting, and he always refused.

 

[CC Hunter]

lucky shot u got. Ha Ha your wifes uncle must of have looked funny dancing to the sound of a gun. it was a good thing u step in to help out. you must heaved been the man with your wife. that night....

 

[The Rock]

What a shame if you kill it yall gota eat it!!!!!

 

[landin18]

Nice snake! And lucky shot with the pistol.
Years ago, I went out shooting with a couple of my wife's relatives on the banks of the Buffalo Bayou down by Houston. We used to take a variety of rifles and shotguns and just plink on tin cans and other junk. My wife's uncle was carrying my .30 caliber M1 carbine. Suddenly, he started blasting away at the ground near his feet. He was jumping backwards and shooting at the same time, and yelling like he was on fire. Turns out there was a 4-1/2 foot water moccasin crawling towards him, and he shot 30 times at near point blank range and never hit the snake. I showed up with my trusty .410, and a single shot blew the snake's head off.
It was a good 20 minutes before my wife's uncle calmed down enough to speak intelligently, and he went back to the truck to wait for the rest of us. Years later, I could ask him if he wanted to go to the bayou to go shooting, and he always refused.

hell thats how i spent the majority of my summer days while a teenager, shooting water moccasins in the water with my trusty old Savage .22. Ahh to be young again.