Apr 202013


The walks my Golden Retriever, Phoenix, and I go on are the best. There is always potential for adventure on some level or another. But, there is one event I do not and never will enjoy being a part of our walks. And that is, snakes.

In the words of Indiana Jones, “I hate snakes!” And I never have since I was a small boy. To use the word “hate” is probably misappropriated for the true base of my feelings which is, fear. I’ve been scared of them since childhood as my Dad and I were out at Pyramid Lake pulling out of our campsite on the east side of the lake one night. We had been living it up in a tent right at the cove next to the pyramid itself.

As we were driving away and up the hill it was growing dark. It was summer and my dad and I had the windows rolled down in his 1968 Ford pickup truck. My dad stopped for a minute and said to me, “Do you hear that?” It was a rapid rattling, buzzing sound. My Dad said, “That’s a rattlesnake right there outside your window” as he leaned over to point it out to me. He finished off with, “If one of them ever bites you with their poisonous fangs it hurts really bad. And if you don’t get help right away you can die.”  And a phobia was born within me.

So, with Phoenix, on our walks in the wilderness I’ve always been super cautious of this fact. That I never want him to get bit and unfortunately for him he doesn’t always get to run off leash like the other dogs do. He’s all I have and I’m selfish that way. There are wonderful rattlesnake avoidance programs for dogs. I use the Phoenix on leash avoidance program.

He says that I embellish things sometimes. I say no way because we came across this huge serpent. It was at least 20 feet long and a foot in diameter! It had huge fangs and hideous, glowing red eyes as it was ready to eat us alive! Hey, I saw the movie Anaconda so I know how quickly things can go wrong.





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Mike Vogler

I have been told (many times) that I really need to write a book about my life. The past 50+ years have been an exciting ride, and these days I find myself with a great many passions. However, I feel that this website is a much more personal way with which to share my musings, stories and commentary.

  3 Responses to “Phoenix And Friends, A Slithering Encounter”

  1. Ok, i dont care what kind of snake it is, only good one is a dead one! If I saw that on a trail I would immedieatly pee my pants, turn around and run for my mommy. No joke! I hate snakes!

    I wouldnt even be able to walk that trail because of how narrow it is and what could be in those bushes!

    Great pic of Phoenix! He really is laughing at you, isnt he?!

  2. I have stepped with in range of so many rattlers. They don’t want anything to do with you. I even picked up a 4 ft rattler by the tail. All it did was try to get away. Don’t mess with them and you fine.

  3. I think you were very brave…you took a picture of the snake while I would have been running the other way!!

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