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Do Poisonous Snakes Have Rights?
Sep 28, 2008 | 8:46 PM PST
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Sports
Do Poisonous snakes have the same "rights" as people? I don't think so! Especially not when it comes to the possibility of a "bad boy" such as one of these, below, coming up by by house, where my children, grandbaby, dogs, horses and I live! Yet, the other day, on a County Road, near my home, when I saw a monster of a Diamondback Rattlesnake, and stopped to kill it, this is what a man in a pink jumpsuit screamed at me:
"Don't kill that snake! That snake has just as much right to live as you do!" I said, "What, are you crazy? That's a Diamondback Rattlesnake, it's deadly poisonous!" I proceeded to aim my pistol at the snake's head, which was now 2-3 feet off the ground, and seriously checking me out! Just as I fired at its head, he screamed, just like a girl! He a said, "That snake has rights too, you know!" I popped it again, because thanks to him screaming just as I shot, the first time, I only nicked the back of the snake's head. This time, I body shot it, ruining a perfectly good snake hide! Meanwhile, "Pansy Boy" dials 911. His side of the conversation goes like this, "Uh, there's some lady shooting a snake here, on the side of the road. (pause) What do you mean, so what? " Just then, some guy in a lifted Dually 4 X 4 Ford pulls up, sees what's going on, and hollers, "You go, girl!" I shook my head at "Pansy Boy," got into my truck and went home. Do I wish all the bears, cougars, gators, snakes and other dangerous critters still had enough of their own space, so they'd stay out of mine? Of Course! Does that mean I'm going to sit down, drive by, and let something as dangerous as a Diamondback Rattlesnake roam freely, where I know there is the possibility of someone DYING from the injury they are capable of inflicting? NEVER! Not now, not ever!
And the ONLY thing I'm sorry about, as far as this incident goes, is that snake came out of his territory, and into mine, and some PANSY in a pink jumpsuit made me ruin a perfectly good snake hide!
All three of these Florida Diamond Back Rattlesnakes were killed near my home. All of them were over 5 feet long. One of them had 14 rattles on the end of its tail. Each of them carried enough venom to kill a room full of people. Unlike a bee, a snake doesn't die after it inflicts a deadly bite. If it doesn't eat its prey, it slithers along on its merry way.
NO Sympathy for Dead 'Gators!
Sep 18, 2008 | 11:28 AM PST
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Sports
Sorry "Bunny-Huggin'- Liberals," But these bad boys won't be getting ANY sympathy from this Country Girl! These 2 'gators, one 13.1 Ft long, and the other 12 Ft even, were taken from Lake George, on a 'gator hunt here in Volusia County. I'm PROUD to say, I KNOW some of the boys, well MEN, who took them DOWN! Needless to say, these agressive, fearless, MONSTERS won't be eating any family dogs, or innocent children in the future! Oh, how I would love a new pair of boots and a matching purse outta one of those hides! (Hint, hint, SKEETER!)
BACKYARD VISITOR
May 5, 2008 | 9:00 AM PST
Category:
Sports
ARE YOU HERE FOR THE BBQ?
Check out this backyard visitor! This Florida Black Bear is a frequent (uninvited) visitor at the home of my friends, Tiffani and Bryan, who live off of Hwy 44, near DeLand, just over the Lake County Line. He set up a "Stealth Cam" to capture several photos of "Lardasse" rummaging around in his backyard.
He has his garbage cans encased in steel cages, which the bear tears open anyway. Bryan hunts with us, using dogs, as we do, and they go WILD, every time old "Lardasse" shows up! "Lardasse" could care less what the dogs, Bryan, Tiffani, or their 4 kids think or say about his unwelcome presence. See those tags in his ears? That means he's been implanted with a tracking device, and the Florida Dept of Wildlife tracks his every move. They know he weighs 300+ pounds, and could EASILY kill a man, woman or child. Bears have now begun to OVERPOPULATE Florida, they're no longer endangered. It's high time to bring back a controlled, bear hunting season, before these dangerous animals start killing people. It's only a matter of time before a child will be snatched off of their swing set, or out of their sandbox by a "Lardasse." These animals have no fear of anyone or anything, least of all humans! By the way, if you think they only come out at night, you missed the story FOX did about the one roaming around in a neighborhood during the day!
For more info go to:
www.centralfloridabearhuntersassociation.com
My Great N.C. Bear Hunt Day 2
Dec 23, 2006 | 12:26 PM PST
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Sports
MY GREAT NORTH CAROLINA BEAR HUNT
MONDAY DECEMBER 18, 2006 8:46AM
DAY 2
A thick fog was blanketing the ground and enveloping the trees as we headed out that morning, but the day promised to be a pretty one anyway.
We headed to Old Dock in the big Green Swamp, on the opposite side of the famous "Lost Colony," that we were on yesterday.
Preacher Hewett, a real preacher who is 80+ years old, and still hunts everyday of his life, except Sundays and Wednesdays, (his preachin' days) met us in the swamp. Preacher lead us to the bear tracks he had found at daybreak. they were coming out of one of the many water-filled ditches and going across the road, and back into another ditch that was waist-deep with black water across the road from the first one. From the looks of the sloshing tracks, and the wide,spread feet, we guessed it to be a big male.
Without much hesitation, people were positioned around the tract of woods where the bear tracks had led, and the first dogs were turned loose. Mama's favorite boy, Ruff Red, Rusty and Jug Head, Preacher Hewett's two best dogs were the first dogs to dive into the chilly black water and take off in a full cry. Elwood, Ranger, Flo, Hoss and Sue were the next dogs to cross the ditch and make a mad dash to catch up with the rest.
Within 30 minutes, we could tell by the way the dogs were barking that they were bayed solid, and the bear was probably treed. We drove as close as we could to the edge of the swamp, and started trudging through knee-deep, then thigh-deep, chilly, black water and weeds. I had to turn back to the truck to get the dog leads, and got left behind for a few minutes. I could hear the dogs going wild, but I couldn't see them or the others ahead of me. When I heard the unmistakable crack of my husband's .308, I knew things had gotten dangerous, and the bear had to be killed. By the time I broke my way through the thick, tangled mass of fallen trees, vines, cat-claw briars and water, I was soaked, torn up, and a big, fat bear lay on the ground, dying. He was still fighting and didn't want to give up his hide! I had to ask my husband to pop him in the brain twice again, before he lay still!
The bear was dragged out of the woods by 3 men, placed on top of our dog box, and we headed home to clean him. He weighed a full 200LBS on our gambrel scale! The hide will make a beautiful rug, but will take 6-9 months to finish. The meat will be long gone by then! I can almost smell my famous
Bear Roast cooking now!
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My Great N.C. Bear Hunt Day 1
Dec 23, 2006 | 11:50 AM PST
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Sports
MY GREAT NORTH CAROLINA BEAR HUNT
SATURDAY, DECEMBER 16,2006 8:30 AM
DAY 1
A beautiful, sunny, clear 41 degrees beckoned us to the Makatoka Woods of the Big Green Swamp in Eastern North Carolina; where the bears were waiting for us to come and play with them.
We loaded our best bear dogs, Ruff Red (Mommy's Favorite Boy), a Redbone, Elwood, a Treeing Walker, and Hoss, also a Redbone, in-training, into the dogbox, drooling in anticipation of what awaited them in the Makatoka Forest.
Our .308 Model 742 Remington and our Classic Smith & Wesson Model 629 Classic Hunter .44 Magnum Caliber were ready for business and stashed in the truck.
As soon as we got to the woods, we put Ruff Red (Mommy's Favorite), a Treeing Walker named Flo, and a Redbone named Rusty, owned by Preacher Hewett, of Bladenboro on a big bear track. The dogs immediately took off, noses to the ground and sounding off. Mot 10 minutes had passed before we were in a full blown chase, with the dogs baying with all of their hearts! The next thing we knew, there were FOUR bears in a gigantic pine tree, and the dogs were trying to climb up the tree after them! When I crossed the water filled ditch and made my way to the tree, I could see a Mama bear, weighing about 150lbs, one cub on a limb just above her weighing about 60lbs,and two more cubs at the top of the tree, about 40 feet up, weighing about the same as the first cub!
The Mama bear had two distinct looks in her flat, dark eyes:
Unconditional loyalty for her cubs and a pure desire to rip our limbs clean out of their sockets! There was no way she was coming down out of that tree without her babies. All of a sudden, the cub just above her started to slip. When she saw he was going to fall, she dropped her massive self down, and ran in to some nearby bushes. The cub slid down uncontrollably,and bounded into the thicket after his Mama. We left the area immediately, so the other two could go to where their Mama waited.
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Find out what happened on day 2 of "My Great NC Bear Hunt" !
