I remember my uncle telling me when he was a kid, there were rattlesnakes everywhere. I believe they even named an island after the snakes.
Anyway, he told me he was walking through the woods one day and he fell into a large pit with hundreds of rattlesnakes. He thought he was dead but guess how he was saved.............that's right! The flying squirrels came to his rescue again and flew down and picked all the snakes and flew to a place he called "East Chumung" and dropped them off. Boy, if it wasn't for those flying squirrels, my uncle wouldn't be here to tell me these stories.....how sad would that be? That was quite a while ago so I understand there is only one rattlesnake left and last we knew he tried to mate with a garden hose and nothing really happened............except some guy learned not to interrupt a rattlesnake trying to mate.........