I know one place that one was this afternoon... I had finished up splitting the pine I got last weekend and the little bit of white oak I had left in rounds. I'd *slightly* straigtened up around the wood stacks and was putting the rakes in the garage. Mind you, our garage is kinda cluttered....really!, no kiddin' Anyhow, I sat the rakes against the wall and something made me look down to the baseboard beside the yard tools. There it lay, thinking I hadn't seen it. Well, the closest thing I had was a flat scoop and I knew I had one shot at it or it would disappear into the clutter of the garage...where the wife washes clothes. :grrr: I took careful aim and nailed him across the back. But, he was mad and definitely still alive. I couldn't let him go so I kept him pinned donw till I could get my hands on the trusty, rusty BUSH-HOOK! (I like snakes, but...too bad if you're a really big snake lover) Anyhow, after a few tense moments I managed to retrieve it from the clutter. It was small, around 2' long. Just a couple of rattlers. Timber rattler. Nice way to end the day. My wife really didn't like it when I told her about the cool green snake that was in the "gap" between our house and her mother's trailer...she really ain't gonna like this...but, I gotta tell her so she'll be on the look out. I guess the dry weather is getting every thing moving and looking for food and water. Summary: Timber Rattler + My Garage = DEAD SNAKE Yours truly, Ed PS... This snake had a big stink to it, too!