Monday morning I was at the dog park in our apartment complex. There are 3 small lakes in the complex and one of them is right beside the dog park. We are used to seeing ducks and all kinds of birds. However, we are not used to seeing these guys.
I don't think he was very big, but it was hard to tell because he was in the water. When TG got back from lunch I made him go down there with me to make sure it was safe. He was more than happy to accompany me on a lunch time adventure. We couldn't find him.
People in Florida are quite casual about alligators. Well folks, I'm here to tell you I am not. Yesterday when I went to the dog park, I honestly considered taking a steak knife with me (in the dog bag with the tennis balls and such). When I told TG about this last night, I realized just how crazy I sounded.
I'm definitely being more vigilant now. I'm on the look out for you, Mr. Gator. When I find him again, I will be sure to get a picture.
P.S. I haven't forgotten about the giveaway, I'm just still collecting things : )