A few weeks ago my widowed aunt called me to get rid of a big rattler crossing her yard -- because her frail 90-year-old sister was "fixin' to go get a hoe and kill it"...
And, Friday morning, while surveying control points for an archaeological dig, I was "jumped" by a big rattler (body larger than my fist -- with 13 rattles). The HK P7 made quick work of that one...
I brought it home to show to our granddaughters, (what to avoid) and one of our guests said, "Now I see why you go armed -- even out in the woods where there probably aren't any two-legged 'snakes'..."
We saw one crossing the road in front of our apartment building from the creek last week. That was unusual. We see possums and raccoons come out of there but never snakes. This the middle of Dallas.