 There aren't many timber rattlers in Iowa, not like out west, but one found my leg. Now, hurry up and get out to the barn. Daylight's wasting. The chickens, cattle, pigs, and horses were fed. The pump creaked and the water splashed into the pans. And finally, it was the family's turn to devour their breakfast. After the table was cleared, Nora and the three younger kids began their short trek to the garden.