I found myself knee deep in alligators yesterday.
Or, more like alligator. But one was enough.
Have you ever been there? Knee deep in alligators, that is?
What did you do about it?
1) Stamp your feet
2) Grab an alligator shooter….
3) Complain!
4) Cry, scream, holler, beg, plead for your life….
5) Run away….
6) Pray
7) Feel sorry for yourself…
8) Get swallowed up whole?
I did none of those things yesterday, although I have tried each of them at one time or another. Bet you can guess which one works!
I tried another one yesterday that also works. I called for my sister. She is always willing–and quite able–to help me.
Only this time I needed help getting this guy home. He was living on the streets in Mt. Shasta. In my mind he needed to be near water. The sooner the better.
Not that Joan nor I have a mischievous sense of humor, so you will be surprised to learn that I suggested to Joan that we turn this swamp creature loose in my yard without telling my husband Mike. I thought it would be a riot if he found the creature quite unexpectedly. Joan immediately agreed and suggested we place him in the outside bathtub. At the thought of it, we laughed ourselves silly all the way home.
Once home, we tried putting him in the tub, but he was too big, so we did the next best thing:
Now, I’m not saying there is any danger here, having an alligator live with us. In fact, he’s not the only alligator that lives here. All of us have alligators, don’t we? Sometimes they are man-eating size, sometimes they are baby-sized and sometimes they are in-between. But I’ve decided to send all of my seen and unseen alligators to live outside where they belong. I don’t want to live with them anymore!
And as for Mike’s reaction….
Joan and I saw his eyes light up with delight when he first spotted the new addition, the moment before any words or sounds could be made.
Pure joy!
After all, isn’t that what our alligators are in reality pointing us toward?
We have christened him Al Lee Gator. (The alligator–not Mike!)
I hope you find your alligators to be as cheerful and friendly as we find ours!
So this is why he was laughing so hard on the phone yesterday!
He spotted it while he was talking to you!
I like Al Lee Gator. Hope to meet him the end of October if everything works out right.
That sounds great! Hope to see you then.
cracking me up!
🙂
That is so neat.
Haven’t forgotten your salad request-fires got in my way
Oh, yeah, I forgot about the salad. Thanks for the reminder!
My dear Gayle,
You just made my day. I love your humor, your smile, your realness. Pure joy. I’m touched and inspired with everything you write. Blessings.
Cindy
You’re very sweet to say so! Thanks.
He is cute, as cute as an alligator can be. Yes, I do believe that all of them should be out-of-doors.
Me, too! How are you?
Love it Gayle!!!! Always in my prayers.
Love and Hugs-Wanda
I’m always wondering about you! May I call you one morning?
Do alligators eat deer?
Not at our house!
Wow, a real alligator????? I can’t imagine. When it gets big it could eat both you and Mike. Good luck. Sandy
He might even eat you next time you come to visit!
Ha,ha,ha! Grrrrreat! Al Lee Gator will keep the boys safe as they get older. I love him (and your & Joanie incredible sense of humor ). Wish I could have seen Mikes face! LOVE YOU!! Getting close to fall tree painting time….I’m on call!
Okay. I have just the right tree chosen.It’s in Caldwell Park.
Just outside the door of the NVAL, in Caldwell Park, the trees turn into a beautiful bouquet of color in the fall. Could it be the tree that fascinates and mesmerizes me is the one and the same as has captured your attention?
YES! That’s the one. Every year I want to paint it–but haven’t yet. Maybe this is the year.
I love it !
Al Lee Gator meets Al Lee Cat
You are so clever and full of life 🙂
Thank you, Lynda. So glad to have you as part of my life!
Oh my gosh….who but you and Joan! Too much…I’d have loved to see Mike’s face! Much love dear ones. Pam
Can’t wait to see your face when you see it–even though you know it is here!
I have never seen such a charming alligator as the one you brought home. Such fun. Thanks for sharing
Love the gator, and esp what he/she represents regarding those “gators,” that sneak u in my thoughts that make me want to scream, run, and eventually turn around and stomp on their heads and quiet them! Thanks for the visual. Darling pic of you and Joannie 🙂
Hi Joy. Up to our “arse in alligators” are we? 🙂 I’m right here with you!
Oh Gayle….what a fun story! You are always so full of surprises:)
Ed and I have a little ceramic cat we hide for each other so the finder has that little moment of laughter and knowing they’re loved when they find it. The cat has made appearences in the freezer, the bed, the salt shaker, the olive jar, the cupboards, in both our cars….he once even made a journey and was found in the backseat of a co-workers car while Ed was on a business trip.
It’s the little ways we let each other know there’s so much love:)
Michole, What a darling idea! I can envision this as a children’s book, with the family doing that for each other. Maybe it’s time you put that poet of your back to work!