I'm out herping almost every day in the spring, summer, and fall here in Montana, and it seems garter snakes are always getting thier selves into trouble and needing my help. Here are just a couple of the stories ive got helping these guys. Does any one else have any.
One evening my wife and I were walking a trail looking for melanistic wandering garters and werent having any luck. We decided to head down to the river and walk the edge and as soon as we got to the water we saw a medium sized wandering holding his head up crawling towards us. I walked over and picked him up and discovered that he had caught a baby bullhead catfish and ate it backwards. The fishes spikes were poking through the poor snakes neck. I reached into the snakes mouth with my leathermen, and grabbed the fish by its mouth and pulled it out. The snake was fine after that, and went on his way.
We took a drive one evening on a dirt road looking for rattle snakes. I guess we were going too slow because a guy in a truck decided to speed past us throwing dust and gravel at us. I pulled over, and as soon as the dust cleared I could see that a snake was hit just up the road. It was a plains garter with her head smashed, and her body was all ripped up, but she was still alive. I cut her head off to end the suffering (she was going to die anyway), and noticed a little stripe in one of the tares in her belly. I ripped her open and found 13 babies in clear sacks. I put them in a deli cup, took them home and by the next morning all but one were trying to get out of the cup. I'm pretty sure that the next car would have killed those babies inside of her if I didnt find them. I took the 12 healthy babies out the next day to the same area, but away from the road and turned them loose.
Thanks for reading,
D.E.


