Alligators

I am participating in an April challenge, blogging A-Z in the month of April. I'm getting a bit of a late start. I'm so late, that the list is closed, and I can't even be an official participant. But I'm going to do it just for fun. Here goes:



For my A post I will discuss alligators. I am glad I do not own an alligator. Alligators are scary.

My nephew and his wife live in Florida. On a lake. Alligators live in their lake. They water ski. There are probably alligators in the lakes on which they water ski. Whoa! That might be great incentive to stay UP on the skis! (Something I never mastered.)

Once an alligator catcher came to their lake and captured a big alligator. My nephew can tell a very funny story about it, how the alligator guy spoke in one-syllable sentences. "Yep." "Nope." Maybe alligator catchers don't talk much, because they need to pay attention to the water and the alligators.

I am VERY glad I am not an alligator catcher. And that I live in Minnesota where alligators are not.