Pygmy Rattlesnake

Bill does not like snakes; not even a little bit. Today, as he opened the garage screen, a snake fell and hit him on his chest, landed on the driveway in front of him and coiled up ready to strike. Bill screamed - and I came running. I thought he was cute, but I knew he was about to die (the snake - not Bill) so I ran to get my camera.

He may have been small (Bill swears he was six feet long and at least 100 pounds) but his little tail was rattling and his fangs were ready.