Bad News. Looks like the poor alligator is being hunted and killed just because they are no longer afraid of people. Now, whom do you suppose is at fault for that? Man or Gator? If people would stop tossing chicken bones and sandwiches and marshmallows to the alligators, they would go hide like they used to when people came near but now, thanks to over-population due to years of hunting restrictions on them and idiots who think they are docile, tame animals who need Big Macs and attention, attacks are happening more frequently. Not too long ago, I saw an Oriental Tourista walk up to a wild gator at an overlook near my house and offer him food. Gator was about 6 or 7 feet long and I was certain the guy would lose not only his camera, but his arm. I didn't wait around to watch.
Southern Gator politely rings the doorbell
Good news! I'm being whisked away in the morning for a romantic weekend and a Pink Martini concert, lots of good food, the beach and an elegant hotel room.
Bad news. I haven't a thing to wear.
More good news! Two Xanax, Four Amoxxycillin and I feel fine so can have some wine with dinner. I'm making a shrimp stir fry with lots of tasty veggies.
More bad news. Gonna need another root canal and more periodontal surgery. I intend to put all bad thoughts out of my mind and enjoy my long romantic weekend. When I get back, I'll post some more pix of the beautiful flowers in bloom along the Blue Ridge last week.
North Carolina near Maggie Valley
Hasta la vista, Monday y'all.
Don't feed the gators and do look through the peephole before you open the door!