I've got a scruffy cross-breed terrier (named Bloke) who reckons he's a champion snaker. In the 5 years that I've been at my present address, he's killed 8 King Browns, or mulgas in the back yard, the most recent being 2 days ago.
It's a bit of a shame really, as they're only coming in looking for mice and they are, believe it or not, quite a timid snake. (Like many are.) Poisonous as Hell though.
About 2 years ago, a bloke about 5 k's down the road stood on one in his backyard. They rushed him the 15 k's into hospital but regretfully it was too late.
Must admit that I get just a little nervous when I'm out with the scope in the warmer months and pause now and then to shine the torch around my viewing area.
Still, as a mate of mine used to say with regards to some of the more negative aspects of life out here, "It's all part of the desert package."
Still wouldn't swap it for a city life, no way, no how.