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About a month ago, this showed up at my back porch, getting heat signature's from my wife's cat.
Biggest cottonmouth I've ever come across, and I've seen my share. This was a 5-foot, fat grand-daddy. As far as I was concerned, this was a home defense moment.
I grabbed my HD gun, my 1911, went out on the porch. He was about 3 feet away. He started moving and I shot him twice in the body. Then I followed behind him as he moved and shot him two more times in the body. He came up the steps of the porch and down off the side into my wife's pepper plants.
I went inside, got my M1 Carbine--which I always keep loaded--came back out and waited for him to present his head. He did and one round did the job.
I wanted the carbine for the headshot because the barrel gave me a bit more distance from his business end.
Then, my dog got out, grabbed the dead snake by the tail and started whipping him around spewing nasty snake blood all over the porch and the sliding glass doors.
Some afternoon.
Biggest cottonmouth I've ever come across, and I've seen my share. This was a 5-foot, fat grand-daddy. As far as I was concerned, this was a home defense moment.
I went inside, got my M1 Carbine--which I always keep loaded--came back out and waited for him to present his head. He did and one round did the job.
I wanted the carbine for the headshot because the barrel gave me a bit more distance from his business end.
Then, my dog got out, grabbed the dead snake by the tail and started whipping him around spewing nasty snake blood all over the porch and the sliding glass doors.
Some afternoon.