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Slept in a bit this a.m. Then went out about 10 a.m. to check the water and food for the three big female Great Pyrs at the west side of my home. My south facing veranda is enclosed with arched windows and doors at each end, east and west. I went to that west door which opens in, stepped out, and put my right foot squarely on top of a four and a half foot Western Diamondback curled up against the door.
Yeah, I pulled my foot back really quick and shut the door. Damn! I hadn't had one of these in my yard that I've seen in years but I sure had one now. I went back through my house, out the front, and over to my separate shop door where my gun repair business used to be. I opened the vault and pulled out a Mossberg 12 gauge pump, made sure it was stuffed with Nr 4 Buckshot, and went out the south door of my shop about 15 feet from the veranda door. Sure nuff, my DB was still there so I angled around hoping to not blast my door and went 'BOOM!' at about four feet with the Mossberg. Blew the DB into three pieces, dinged up the threshhold a bit, but didn't damage the door.
Mr. or Ms. DB is now in an empty dogfood bag in my garbage can. Oh well, sure did make my heart go 'pitty-pat' for a few minutes. I've locked assholes with cobras, kraits, mambas, pit vipers, etc., all over this planet but there's just something about a rattler that pegs my pucker meter.
Anyway, my adreniline fix for today and I will now keep the Mossberg handy in the main house......
Yeah, I pulled my foot back really quick and shut the door. Damn! I hadn't had one of these in my yard that I've seen in years but I sure had one now. I went back through my house, out the front, and over to my separate shop door where my gun repair business used to be. I opened the vault and pulled out a Mossberg 12 gauge pump, made sure it was stuffed with Nr 4 Buckshot, and went out the south door of my shop about 15 feet from the veranda door. Sure nuff, my DB was still there so I angled around hoping to not blast my door and went 'BOOM!' at about four feet with the Mossberg. Blew the DB into three pieces, dinged up the threshhold a bit, but didn't damage the door.
Mr. or Ms. DB is now in an empty dogfood bag in my garbage can. Oh well, sure did make my heart go 'pitty-pat' for a few minutes. I've locked assholes with cobras, kraits, mambas, pit vipers, etc., all over this planet but there's just something about a rattler that pegs my pucker meter.
Anyway, my adreniline fix for today and I will now keep the Mossberg handy in the main house......