JZ, I don't think baby rattlers have rattles, so Matilda's close encounter might not mean a nest nearby. It could even have been mimic, though Vector Control will know.
In any case, scary! Glad everyone is okay and unbitten.
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JZ, I don't think baby rattlers have rattles, so Matilda's close encounter might not mean a nest nearby. It could even have been mimic, though Vector Control will know.
In any case, scary! Glad everyone is okay and unbitten.
My cousin's lips were on TV. (E*Trade baby. They film a little kid saying the lines, and superimpose the kid's lips over the baby's to make it look like the baby's talking. No clue who the rest of the baby is, but the lips are my little cousin.)
The sister of a friend of ours went on a date or two with Keith Olbermann. He was a real odd duck, evidently, and very hard of hearing.
Now, I'm not sure if I want to know more or not.
Hil, that's hilarious. I love the way they do things like that in commercials. I had a shipmate in the Navy whose hair was used in a Breck commercial, but only from the back. The face was another girl entirely.
JZ, I don't think baby rattlers have rattles, so Matilda's close encounter might not mean a nest nearby. It could even have been mimic, though Vector Control will know.
Hmmm... still not sure. The snake wasn't touching the tip of its tail to the ground (Wikipedia says there's one snake that mimics the rattler, but it has to basically clap its tail on the ground to make a fake rattle), and it was between 1 and 2 feet long, so nowhere near full-grown but definitely big enough to have been born and gone through at least one shed cycle and started a rattle.
The really good thing is she knew not to poke at it, which is how most people get bitten.
Poke it or step on it.
Rattlesnakes are pretty common in California. When I was working military police at Miramar, the first round in our weapon was always snake shot. We'd come across at least one a week. Usually run over by a car on the road.
Snake Shot? Who knew there was such a thing.
I love stories of Sail's MP history as much as I love Bev's stories of being in the theater.
I still call those scissory extendo claw thingies "snakegrabbers" from my Mt. Diablo Park Aide days. I only had to use them for rattlesnake moving once, but it was memorable. Completely uneventful, but burned in my brain.
Yikes, this Superbowl is close. There will be no fingernails left in Wisconsin or Pittsburgh.