Alligator
Lake has an overflow pond
along
7th Avenue,
and alligator families have adopted the water as a nursery for years.
While walking a toy poodle near this pond,
the innkeeper spied a 4’ long alligator on the loose and on the wrong side of
the fencing, having sneaked through the gate.
Now the gator was trying to get back through the fence to his watery
nursery.
Of course the poodle was too
big for him to salivate over, and the poodle could care less about a loose reptile.
But there could be danger for that small
alligator and for passing children wanting to catch him,
so a call was made to Alligator Rescue, Inc.,
“We Bag ‘em and Tag ‘em”.
But just an
answering machine.
Second call was made
to the City and they finally agreed to send someone out, and he arrived but
refused to get out of his truck.
Meanwhile, the poodle is bored out of his mind and the gator is running
back and forth at the fence.
Lo and
behold, two trucks stop and 2 guys come out (dressed like the Lone Ranger and
Tonto), one had a shovel and they bravely moved the snarling, spitting, jumping
gator down the fence to the gate, where he slithered back in and headed back to
his pond nursery, and smiles were passed around.
The innkeeper woke up the poodle and took him
home.
The silver bullets were never
found.
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