When I was growing up in Georgia the Cottonmouths and Copperheads were thick. You could find the occasional Timber rattler or King snake, but 80-90 percent of the time it was Copperhead or Mocassin. There were times you couldn't go 20 yards in the back swamp without stumbling across one. I hated snakes back then, but I really, really hate them more now. which is strange...since they have not been near me in many decades. Like everyone fromthe South has there snake and haint stories, I too had my close calls, but never got bitten. A few years back I was mowing the lawn when I spotted a 3 fool long section of brown rope my daughter had been playing with. I jumped about three feet high and six feet out while screaming like a little girl. I was proud of my reflexes...Not too bad for what was at the time 280 pounds of me. Not so proud of the effeminates scream...
I've never had to deal with alligators where I grew up, but I do distrust them more based on sheer looks. Mighty judgmental of me, I know... Hogs were not a thing in that part of Georgia at the time, but from what I'm told they sure are now. In the meantime here in Alaska, it remains perfectly reasonable to call in to work or school and tell them you'll be late because there is a moose or bear in the yard. I have one co-worker who had her car totaled by a moose while parked in her yard. Something about her compact car apparently made the moose really, really angry...
I've had plenty of nuisance moose That's a yearly occurrence. I can usually wait them out and hope to see them in the Fall. I've only had to haze one that was trying to stomp the dogs. I was fortunate enough to have a handful of rubber slugs and buckshot. That saved me from the trouble of using lethal force, cleaning it myself, and donating the meat to someone else. I forget whether there was a list of individuals at that time, or charity...? Of course, I realize it's unreasonable to have a phobia regarding snakes, and think nothing of animals five times your size that can literally maul you to death. But...what can I say? Life is unreasonable...