My Hognose bit me! Technically venomous, but not the same at all... *Chuckles*
Hold on...is getting bit by my wife count?
I can understand your opinion on this... Seems like we're "gleefully" flirting with danger. I doubt that any of us would and certainly hope not. The only reason I even deal with the rattler's here is so that the kids where I work are safer and learn to be aware of what's around them as well as so that the other staff members where I work don't just willy-nilly kill them (which is unacceptable to me). I have 4 kids of my own, a wife AND 10 other girls who need me, so I do not do what I do recklessly (not implying that anyone else does).Just my thoughts on the subject: it is better to be able to tell of NOT being tagged by a hot snake. I used to keep hots the collection had crotalids, gabbies, arboreal vipers, and few others. And not so much as a close call. I almost lost a good friend to a cobra bite a few years ago and he was one of the best I had seen handle snakes. So to me this thread is pretty sad. Just my opinion.
I can understand your opinion on this... Seems like we're "gleefully" flirting with danger. I doubt that any of us would and certainly hope not. The only reason I even deal with the rattler's here is so that the kids where I work are safer and learn to be aware of what's around them as well as so that the other staff members where I work don't just willy-nilly kill them (which is unacceptable to me). I have 4 kids of my own, a wife AND 10 other girls who need me, so I do not do what I do recklessly (not implying that anyone else does).
I can understand dealing with hots, I still have a soft spot for them. If you look in the natural section on here will see pics of the ones I come across. Just a bite is not something to warrant a thread to compare horror stories or gloat.
I "Lol'd" and showed it to my wife who did the same.didnt you like mine?
didnt you like mine?
I was envenomated but not by a snake or serpent as some might call them. It was a quiet evening and the monsoon rains had just subsided from letting down their warm puddles from the sky. I decided to walk down the path that led down to the creek, only wanting to check the level of the water, to see how torrential the rains were. I heard a buzzing sound around my head and turned just in time to see a large flock of mosquitoes swarming towards me. As I flailed my arms about and covered part of my face in my shirt I ran further down the narrow path until I had outrun my pursuers. Stopping to take a breath, for I was panting, I looked up to see a lady whom I did not recognize, and man was she HOT! She looked a little scared, or concerned, so as I approached her I asked if she was lost. Her pale face was shining in the starlight, the moon which was now out was obscured by an ominous cloud. When my approach was complete she suddenly fell faint, and with my catlike reflexes I barely caught her before she hit the ground. But it turned out her fainting spell was just a rouse, for when I lifted her up she grabbed my neck and thrust her teeth into it. I was then envenomated by what I found out later to be the infamous vampiress, Armenia. I felt my life slip thru my hands, and slept cold that night in a small opening in the grove off the path near the creek. When I awoke the next night I was still cold, and it was then that I realized that I was dead, or undead or something like that.
And that's my venomous bite story!