Shepherd Mix Battles Diamondback
The Lady in question was a 9-year-old female German Shepherd mix. She was camel-tan with a black mask. Lady’s rump raised up 2 inches above her tail and had a cute little dimple in it. Basically, she was fat and did not look too fast or self-reliant. She looked like she ate a lot of Alpo and laid around digesting all day.
Boy, was I wrong!
“Lady attacks and eats any critter crossing her property. She left a racoon paw on the back porch the other day.”
I could see her face was swollen at least 3 times it’s normal size. An obvious envenomation. I started her anti-venom, cleaned her bite wounds, treated her to prevent infection and soothe her pain. I wanted more answers.
“How big was the snake?”
“About 6 feet long.”
“How long was it attached to Lady’s face?”
“Only a few seconds before I pulled it offa her. You wanna see?”
What? I walked out to the parking lot and shined the flashlight into the bed of a blue Silverado. A dead 6 foot diamondback rattlesnake lay stretched across the truck bed.
I could not tell you who was tougher, Lady, or her dad.
Lady made a full recovery and went back to killing and mostly eating any critter on her property.