I mentioned my brother earlier - He phoned me to say that he killed a copperphead that had gotten into my mother's house, very proud of himself and trying to get a rise, of course. I talked to his 16 year old daughter and asked her what it looked like (how long, what color, girth, so forth...) and found out that he killed a ringneck snake - a baby at that. I got a little back when I flooded his email with photos of copperheads from babies to adults, along with a few comments on people that are so afraid of snakes that they can't tell the difference.... I also get to keep asking him if he finds any really cool snakes to send them to me....alive and in one piece. He is NEVER going to admit that he is terrified to touch one so he just sputters on about how he can't promise they will be alive or in one piece.