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An ornery and illegal Bronx rattlesnake bit the hand that fed him - putting his owner in the hospital for two days
Okay, we know it was illegal. But do we REALLY know if the snake was ornery?
Posted by: elle | January 25, 2005 at 05:27 AM
Elle, you can tell it's ornery because it is "a sidewinder ... notable for the horns above its eyes.
All critters with horns are prone to be ornery. Steer, moose, caribou, big-horned sheep, and even bitty sidewinders bought on the Bronx street.
Posted by: MOTW | January 25, 2005 at 06:25 AM
I'm kind of ornery myself!
Posted by: Dan | January 25, 2005 at 06:26 AM
He told officials he had the snake for more than a year after buying it on a Bronx street.
A couple of points:
You can get arrested for selling illegal Cher T-shirts, but not for selling dangerous animals?
How do they do this? Do they have little carts similar to hot-dog or ice cream vendors? Or do they sell them from the trunk of an old Chevy? Or maybe they keep the snakes underneath their trench coats and flash the goods when a potential buyer walks by.
Posted by: Zaphod | January 25, 2005 at 06:38 AM
Understatement of the article:
"It is just not an appropriate pet,"
Posted by: Buckirann | January 25, 2005 at 06:55 AM
It was in pretty good shape. But when he tried to move it, it got irritable and caught his hand."
I thought snakes were alway irritable - at least that's how they looked when my parents took me to the zoo and I banged on the glass!
Posted by: Eleanor | January 25, 2005 at 07:09 AM
So this is what you hawk on the street after you sell your last albatross...
Sidewinder! Get your sidewinder here!!
Posted by: jamester | January 25, 2005 at 08:00 AM
Jeff - are you sure your dad wasn't just confused?
*true story*
Family friend in Kentucky is a Vet. One family brought their dog in to have it put to sleep.
The next week, they show up again. "Doc" (as we called him) goes out into his waiting room to greet the family (mom, dad, couple three kids) and ask what he can do for them.
"We're back from vacation," says the dad. "Please wake our dog up."
Posted by: Christobol | January 25, 2005 at 08:09 AM
He shouldn't have been 'playing' with his snake!'
*His mother told him years ago, he would go blind*
Posted by: kat | January 25, 2005 at 08:10 AM
Dan. I'm ornery that you're ornery.
And if anyone orneries me anymore, I'm liable to become stark raving ornified.
Posted by: narf | January 25, 2005 at 08:28 AM
Chris,
Your friend the vet did not ask why they wanted the dog "put to sleep?" ???
Posted by: Tamara | January 25, 2005 at 09:05 AM
People who own dangerous snakes ought to learn Parseltongue, dang it.... they might avoid getting bitten.
Learning that boas have learned to survive in the Florida wilds is yet another reason for living far north....
Posted by: EB | January 25, 2005 at 09:36 AM
There is a Woody Allen line about capturing spiders in New York and rehabiliting them. Anybody remember the exact line and the movie? It will bug me all day, kind of like a cinematic earwig.
Posted by: bart | January 25, 2005 at 09:37 AM
Narf,
I took my meds now I'm ornerific!
Posted by: Dan | January 25, 2005 at 09:49 AM
Tamra, thank you. You are an awesome dorky researcher that should feel no shame, at least not about that. Don't know anything else about your other shameful activities. I now remember the scene very well and LMAO thinking about it. Now I can return to working with only the blog to distract me.
Posted by: bart | January 25, 2005 at 10:06 AM
Sorry. Tamara
*hits head with bag of nickels for typo-ing*
Posted by: bart | January 25, 2005 at 10:07 AM
*looks at reflection on computer monitor*
...I'm going to be terrific on the blog today... And I'm gonna help people! Because... I'm good enough...I'm smart enough...and, doggonit, people like me!
*tries out new skills of assertiveness (assertation?)*
Jeff! I'm adding it to my Blockbuster queue right now. Wait, I forgot to be assertive.... uh...you jerk! Wait, that's aggressive... GAH! I'm so STUPID!
Posted by: Tamara | January 25, 2005 at 10:59 AM
"Psssst, buddy, come here.
"Who,me?"
"Psssst, wanna buy a snake ?"
"Buy a snake! Acoording to the Dave Barry Blog, a person can't go more than 15 feet in any direction without stumbling over one!"
"Psssst, this snake is house-trained"
"Stop saying 'Psssst'!"
"That's not me. That's the snake."
Posted by: insomniac | January 25, 2005 at 12:06 PM
I can't look at this post without imagining Joe Pesci grabbing his (own) crotch and exclaiming: "Yeah, I gotcher snake right here, pal!"
ps: I live very near the Bronx and I've never seen any snakes there. Racoons, yes. But no snakes.
Posted by: Lairbo | January 25, 2005 at 12:19 PM
Tamara - Kentucky vets follow a strict "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy. I mean, think about it, they'd have to.
Posted by: Christobol | January 25, 2005 at 12:29 PM
Two words - Rattlesnake Roundup. Texas got that right.
And we should not stop there, but have one in each state (Alaska is excused), and not just for rattlesnakes, but for all poisonous snakes, and not just once a year, but once a month, and . . .
Posted by: Lmd33 | January 25, 2005 at 01:48 PM
'There are oriental 'Snakehead' fish that have invadid you lakes and rivers in America according to the Feb. 05 Smithsonian Mag. They are certainly vicious and will eat anything, even dogs! according to the article.'
The female lays thousands of eggs at a time in a nest of aquatic grasses. She and the male guard the eggs.'
Posted by: kat | January 25, 2005 at 02:22 PM
So there's been a snake-bite trauma center in a metropolitan area that has been around for tewnty-five years and they've treated "dozens of people?" They have an entire trauma center dedicated to one patient a year?
No wonder health costs are so high.
I wonder if they have other, important trauma centers in New York, for such common problems as crocodile attacks, lion scratches, and people who wait for the "Walk" sign before crossing the street?
Posted by: Robert | January 25, 2005 at 04:39 PM
How about the horns of a Cuckold? Would he be ornery? Very likely ...
Reminds me of a story (what doesn't?) about the kindergarten teacher who wanted to teach her students about animals.
She showed them pictures and asked if they knew what the animal was.
Horse pix - "Teacher, that's a horse."
"Very good, Eddie."
Cow pix - "Teacher, that's a cow."
"Very good, Tommy."
Rabbit, lion, elephant, camel (?), giraffe, monkey (?!?!), snake (!!!!), turtle ... well, you get the idea ...
She then showed them a photo of a stately Whitetail Buck Deer with very impressive antlers ...
silence ...
"Does anyone know what this is?"
silence...
"Well, I'll give you a hint. You might have heard your mommy call your daddy by this name."
silence ... then, finally a tentative hand goes up ...
"Teacher, is that a horny bastard?"
Sorry - that's really old - but you may have noticed how long I hesitated, before telling you ...
kat - can he play with his snake just until he needs glasses?
Posted by: Uncle Omar | January 25, 2005 at 06:38 PM
I have no idea since I didn't have any brothers. Just the boy next door and that's what his mother told him. He didn't know what she was talking about. I didn't either, then. We were both really young and stupid then.
Posted by: kat | January 25, 2005 at 09:02 PM
By the way, he was deathly afraid of snakes and the girl that lived on the other side of his house. She would chase him around and around the outside of his house with a little garter snake on a stick. I've had to rescue him many times. One time she had him tied up to a tree in his front yard and was threatening to set him on fire. I had to way lay her, even though she was older, meaner, and bigger.
Posted by: kat | January 25, 2005 at 09:06 PM
Kat, I had no idea that you and Eleanor were such close neighbors when you were younger.
Posted by: igloo | January 26, 2005 at 04:27 AM
I (a really big eye) never frightened him with a 'littie bittie' snake!
I didunt neeeeeeed to! All I ever had to doo was to say, "Booooooooooooooo!"
Posted by: kat | January 26, 2005 at 05:03 AM