So the story goes like this. Mike pulled up to the Claribel Ranch just as the workers were pulling tree posts from a pile.  When he got out of the truck, one of them yells, “It’s an Anaconda!” Pulling himself together Mike assures them it is not an anaconda, but it IS a rattlesnake. The slimy thing bolts for the grasses, and Mike’s knee-jerk reaction is to wack  it over the head with a shovel as a worker takes a swing with a post. Hence the headless rattlesnake was brought home for all to admire, or not.

And dissect, of course. I had out my laptop trying to google for how to dissect such a beast, and would you believe I could find nothing. The only how-to’s were for the standard sheep’s brain, cow's eye or green frog.