Friday, March 21, 2008

Don't Try This at Home!

So I finally finished my Merino Lace socks at 8:30 last night just in time to watch LOST. Boy, that show never fails to surprise me!! Today I pulled out the Blue Sky Eyelet Cardi that I started almost a year ago and decided to finish it up. But I continue to be stuck in a time vacuum that is reducing my productivity to almost nothing. I blame some of it on illness... and the time I spent looking for my camera charger (still no luck)... but I just can't account for it all.

Fortunately, I suppose, DH has caught a bit of the blogging spirit and sent me a picture from his camera for your visual entertainment. It appears he made a made a remarkable catch on his lunchtime mountain bike ride today.

rattlesnake


Yes, that is a rattle on its tail if you are uncertain.
rattlesnake

Please know that no animals were harmed in this capture (I know how worried you must be about that). No, it was just a simple catch and release.

My husband lives for this kind of stuff.

He also goes to great lengths (and through poison ivy) to make sure that our sons are well educated in the "beauty" of snakes. (His word not mine.) This was a few years ago in Texas. It's a Copperhead.
Texas 2004

Yes, I touched it too. (And no I don't think any of this is normal behavior.)

In case these pictures have filled you with a desire to catch your own Rattlesnake, you should know that the tiniest of bites will land you in the hospital for at least 24 hours where you will be pumped full of antivenin... if you are lucky enough for the hospital to have it on hand. The antivenin itself (which I agree should be called anti-venom, bit isn't) can make you severely ill and runs about 5 grand a vial. Hopefully this will curb your enthusiasm just a bit... 'cause it sure hasn't curbed my husband's.

11 comments:

Lydee said...

Oh, isn't that GRAND. Nothing like getting up close and personal with nature. Now, I don't mind a snake or two (cause they eat mice, and I cannot stand mice in the house), but I try to avoid the poisonious ones. And hopefully, they try to avoid me!

Angelika said...

Wow, your "boys" like to live dangerous. And the only dangerous thing you play with is pointy needles. Trust me, your hobby is much saver.

Octopus Knits said...

OMG! Your husband is a wild one. I'm all for liking snakes, but wow! I'm not going to go grabbing them : ) ... at least not the venomous ones...

Olga said...

scary. just scary.
So what did you think about ol'Michael showing up again in Lost? And who do you think was doing the shooting there at the end? And how come that esp guy didn't see the ghost lady hanging around Michael? Soooo many questions...

Donna Boucher said...

Oh! How awful!

I was bit by a garner snake once and thought for sure I would die. I put a band aid on it and told no one.

I thought they would figure out what caused my demise when they saw the fang marks on my pinky finger.

Can you believe I didn't tell a soul?

So nice to see your very blog-worthy husband!

Hi husband.

Tammy said...

Whoooa! I hope you find your camera charger soon so we can view knitting projects rather than snakes! YIKES! I didn't realize people picked up rattlers for fun! :::gulp::: although I think my boys probably would.....

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

marit said...

Yikes!!! This makes me grateful that I live in Norway....we have two snakes- only one poisonous- and only dangerous if you are very allergic...but I think I would have kicked my kids hard a certain place if they had picked up any of them!

Anonymous said...

Boys are so weird. Ick!

5elementknitr said...

Ho. Ly. SHITE!

Luckily, my husband is terrified of snakes and would never....

I feel dizzy, I'm going to go get some Scotch.

Auntie Pudentaine said...

It is not the "holding" by squeezing the head so tight I could take it off, or even the careful petting part...it would be the "putting down" part that would have me freaking out...how on earth do you do that? I would to the quick throw/run/shreak/shiver maneuver myself

Stefaneener said...

Just another person my Thing 2 would love to hang out with and who I would be afraid of her hanging out with. . .