Yes, that is a channel catfish. You can tell by the gray to gold coloring and the small dots on its side. There are several subspecies of catfish, around here we have channel, blue and flathead.
Oh, yeah, I don't fuck with them anymore. We caught one about the size of a manhole cover in highschool, put it in the back of a truck and poked it with tobacco sticks til it bit them in two.
Our stock pond in OK had ones that were about saucer sized. I spent many an afternoon shooting them with a .22 when they'd poke their heads out to breathe. They really improved my aim, but that's the only good thing I can say about them.
usually those fuckers just piss on me catfish are no joke. Gotta hold them right or they will absolutely slice your ass. I learned the hard way when I was young. Only got near that fin once, and I was holding them like in the picture before the cut on my leg healed
One. Me and my guitars were relegated to a tack room in the barn and a 7 foot snake slithered in there, so I shot him (And the tack room) with a 12 gauge. Turned out to be a king snake, so my bad. But when a gigantic snake is slithering around in the same dark room as me and a gun I'm not going to try and identify if he's my friend or not.
kinda same thing with the last one I shot. Turned out to be a rat snake, about the same length, got it with a shotgun too. Oops, but also whatever. If they'd announce their presence then great, or like shake hands or something when they show up. But I'm not gonna fuck around and find out once they get to a certain size and me/my family is near. Fuck that. Castle doctrine you slithering shitbag
I ran over one that I know of with a bush hog. I have no idea what kind that one was, but there were snake innards spread over about a 10 yard area, so my best guess was a big one.
oh wait now we're including ones we've run over with the mower? Hell I do that accidentally damn near every time I mow the grass. Kinda do feel bad about that though. Just going through the grass and here's some innards and skin and shit in the line you just mowed. I'm sure I've gotten plenty of frogs too. Riding mower and with the trimmer. Nothing scares the shit out of you quite like trimming the fence like then some intestines and a severed head and shit come flying up.