So yesterday, I decide that shooting these slow flying collard doves is boring, and since they are a pain to clean, I decided to go to a spot where mourning doves were watering and picking up grit. There was also a wet spot on satellite images the near an edge of the property that I wanted to check out that was a 3/4 mile walk from where I planned to kill some mourning doves. Once over there, I headed in on the 3/4 mile walk looking for dove opportunities as I walked. I reached the wet-spot with one dove that I jumped out of the prairie grass. Unfortunately, the spot was wet, but it was not wet enough to attract or hold ducks. As I turned to head back, I spotted some sandhill cranes about 500 yards away in a wetter spot upstream in this little drainage. As I walked toward the property line to get a better look, a dove took off, and I folded it. Don't you know it fell in the only spot that had enough thick grassy shit to make finding it difficult! So, as I kicked the grass over with my foot, I could see the soil below. Three minutes, no dove. 3 minute ten seconds, I sweep my foot through the grass, and she starts singing...I see her...I blow her head off. I wonder what the chances are of her being alone, and I decide to continue the search for the dove. Five minutes later...after stomping all around this spot pushing grass to and fro to get a look underneath...the second bastard strikes at my boot as I sweep it past its face, and he only rattled as he struck and after. Luckily, the strike was a reaction to my foot startling him, and he wasn't coiled and following me, and it never hit my boot...I was in a pair of shorty, thin rubber boots btw. So that one got his head blown off too, and I decided right then and there I had done my due diligence regarding the locating of the dove. Had either of those snakes tapped me thru those boots, I don't think I'd have made it to the car with 2 fences to clear on a 3/4 mile hike in the heat. Kill em if u want, and if you do...you don't owe anyone on here or anywhere else a fucking word of explanation. Why is there a law governing what anyone does regarding a non-game, non-threatened and non-protected animal that God Himself damned shortly after creating the Earth?
“I can’t wait ‘till I’m grown” is the stupidest @!#* I ever said!
“I can’t wait ‘till I’m grown” is the stupidest @!#* I ever said!
Be proactive about improving public waterfowl habitat in South Carolina. It's not going to happen by itself, and our help is needed. We have the potential to winter thousands of waterfowl on public grounds if we fight for it.
I kill bees. Not because I'm scared of them but because they can kill children. I love to find a wild hive and douse it with wasp killer and see them thrashing out their last bit of life.
I kill all venomous snakes and I enjoy it
"And ignoring people on here....that's like being home schooled. Just say you're not ready to face life." Highstrung
My wife's brother in law was bitten in the forearm by an eastern diamondback 20 years ago- almost dead when he got to the hospital, given antivenom and had a reaction to it and it saved him from the snakebite but almost killed him due to the reaction- he spent over 6 months in intensive care.
Before the bite he owned his own business, had good insurance, and was in good shape financially- home, truck and boat paid off, pool in the yard, no debt, etc. He lost his business, had to mortgage his house, totally ruined financially and was never the same physically after the incident. He suffered from sudden onset weakness and massive headaches since the bite- Drs. never could find a reason.
He went to the hospital (MUSC) during a spell and died last month from an extremely rare brain stem disorder- the Drs think it was caused by the antivenom reaction.
There you go BOG- a life ruined and eventual death caused by a snakebite
Rats--yeah, they carry fleas which can carry bubonic plague, typhus, hantavirus and other dangerous pathogens. They have been responsible for many, many human deaths, though possibly there is more morbidity and mortality linked to mosquito bites than rat fleas.
I kind of get killing venomous snakes near a dwelling where adults, children and pets are in and out. At my home, they get relocated. In the wild, each and every one gets spared. But I actually do work in herpetology and consult on venomous bites in pets.
Every single (native) animal here holds up a place in our ecosystems. Including animals we consider pests (mosquitoes and biting flies, for example, nourish many birds).
Snake venoms are being used and researched for use in the treatment of cancers and heart disease among other things. Additionally, snake venom varies widely within any given species. So a venom ingredient in the upstate may differ from an ingredient in Alabama or even in the low country. This is why we need to be certain that these things don't go extinct.
I know a good many people (well, mostly herpetologists and field herpers) who have been bitten. In fact, I have a friend right now recovering from a cottonmouth bite (he was wading and stepped on it in water, so there goes the old wives tale that they won't bite you in the water), and Mr. Grooms who died on the Cuddo unit was an acquaintance with whom I'd shared time afield about 2 weeks before his fatal bite.
I'll still go to my grave defending these animals.
Hunting outside the box
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters" Norman Maclean.
My wife married a bear, not a damn poodle..
I kill about anything I want to..
Most of you non-snake killers have to go look in your wife's purse to find your nuts anyway..
Natural Born Killer Prostaff - Killing Tomorrow's Trophies Today...
TFC -"Be tough or get tough"
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I like shootin snakes, its fun.
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