A rattlesnake making its way along the ground.

While sitting on a hillside in western South Dakota calling coyotes, decked out in camo from nose to toes, I watched a small cottontail hop up the trail right towards me. The cottontail paused 4 feet from my boot near a yucca plant as it tried to make sense of my intriguing shape concealed by multiple earth tones.

As it looked confused with both eyes glued on my figure, WHAM — a rattlesnake hit him in the side. It hopped off to die an excruciating death moments later, and the rattlesnake slowly and silently followed behind to recover its prey.

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