Biggest rattler I ever killed was the weekend before Christmas in 1996. Wasn't until I got home and kept feeling the cactus thorn in my pants leg that I realized he had struck and missed my leg, but hit my pants. The 'thorn' was one of his fangs. Been wearing snake boots ever since when it's above 50 degrees or a sunny day.
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