The biggest rattlesnake I didn’t see was about 4-ft long. This information according to a couple fellas I met while hiking the trails at Laguna Niguel Regional Park.
I watched carefully every day. The dog I was caring for had been bitten earlier in the year, and his owners warned me to keep a close eye on the trails. Shortly after I arrived to house and dog-sit, the park put up signs everywhere about the rattlesnakes in the area.
I had never been very worried about snakes before. I like snakes, in fact. But the sudden introduction of signs at every fork had me looking for signs of my own.
In fact, I began seeing “snakes” and “snake-sign” everywhere.
In the mornings after the ground was wet from mist or the sprinklers, I swore the twisting tracks in the caked mud were snakes, not snaking water heading downhill. Once when I pulled up to the park I thought I saw a snaked curled up near the parking lot.
It was a bike tire.
Sticks, particularly crooked ones, made me stop dead in my tracks, hauling in the dog on his extendable leash until I could listen and get a closer look.
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I found a (non-poisonous) snake under the trash can the other week. Thankfully, (1) it was tiny and (2) I thought it was dead. It didn’t move when I tossed a rock at it. When Bob went to move it, it slithered away on it’s own.
It’s funny, but I actually like snakes. I don’t know why or how that came about, because my mom was terrified of them. Somehow she hid that, though. I remember picking up a garter snake when I was four or five and bringing it to show her in the garden.
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