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A story of dogs and rattlesnakes
It wasn’t until we’d brought an eight-week-old Golden Retriever puppy, Abby, into our home that we discovered we lived in an area inhabited by a healthy population of rattlesnakes.
We had never seen a rattler before in the 30 years we had lived in California. But after Abby had been twice bitten before she was out of puppyhood, I realized I needed to do something. Our property was lushly landscaped, with lots of hiding places for critters, and there was no way I could keep Abby from rummaging around in her own yard. Although I wasn’t concerned for myself, I was aware that a snake could be hiding right where I was gardening or taking a photograph of the beautiful roses we had nurtured along. So, knowing that my thought about these snakes needed correcting, I went on metaphysical alert.