Some years back, I was renting a small mobile home in a ten acre pine thicket. Lived in that little old trailer for six years. Had a couple of dogs, cats, domestic turkeys, banty game chickens. And an old lazy copperhead. Mowed around him many times with the push mower. Sometimes pick him up on a forked branch and move him a little. My companions were never bothered with him, so I didn't. He lived in one area at the edge of the mowed yard and the undergrowth of the pines, maybe two hundred feet from the trailer. Saw him leave towards the high ridge above the house one day, and never saw him again. Probably because the owner sold the pines and property two months later. Who knows, maybe he knew before I did.