You remind me of a baseball practice when a rattler slithered across the path that led to the field. One of the dads went back to find it, and he killed it with a stick. No gun needed. I could be wrong, but I don’t think any of the dads carried. I always felt safe around them when hubby wasn’t around.
I recall a baseball game when a snake slithered into the outfield. One of the boys noticed it and called an umpire over. The umpire had no inclination toward dealing with the snake. So a coach from the other team marched out there and did some Snake Whispering or something. I think he picked it up and threw it on the other side of the fence. It was great! It was obviously not a rattler. :-)
” I think he picked it up and threw it on the other side of the fence. It was great! It was obviously not a rattler. :-)”
Hopefully not : )