Originally Posted by thrillbilly
I came face to face with a cottonmouth once near a pond. I was fishing and was trying to get out of eyeshot of the other people with me to take a leak and turn a corner and HOLY ****! I'm staring face to face with a Cottonmouth Adder (We've always called them Water Mocassins around here and no, I'm not going to stop doing it.). I look at him, he looks at me, I start backing up, he starts backing up, and then I start turning around and he starts turning around and I start running, and he starts slithering away. When I finally stop and turn around to look back, he's as gone as a wild goose in winter. I guess he didn't like the look of me any better than I did him. I'm glad it turned out that way, but if one gets anywhere near the house, I'm unapologetically going to frag him. I'm not taking any stupid foolish chances of me, a family member, or a pet dying for trying to be kind to snakes.