We leaped to our feet, and my first idea, an absurd one enough, was that a rattlesnake was hurrying through the grass to our attack.
"The Ink-Stain, Complete" by Rene Bazin
Then Curly's horse scrunched up a tuft of grass, and my beast pawing, startled a rattlesnake.
"Curly" by Roger Pocock
Just above the tract homes of Empire Ranch, on a Folsom hillside covered in boulders and brown grass, Bruce Ramirez plies his trade: keeping the suburbs safe from rattlesnakes.