But last night when a BABY RATTLESNAKE (12 inches) slithered underneath my camping chair, everything changed. Luckily, I had my feet up on the bar below my seat, and I just happened to catch a glimps of his tail disappear underneath me. I won't post a picture of him (you're welcome), although I did grab the phone and snap away.
Gone today is the bravado I felt around the bullsnakes and gartersnakes in Arizona. I'm sure I'll
Be Here Now takes on a whole new meaning for us now.