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March 19, 2012 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Alas, Lady Unwanted Poolside.

Her arrival noted. Long and lean. She had an athletic build with a swimmer’s grace.

Gliding with ease from the boat docks to the pool. The casual sway of her hips stirred memories of the Girl from Ipanema promising Samba.

The cabana bar guys knew her. Tired of Spring Break no-tip moms and their kids, they smiled and elbowed each other as they watched her practiced promenade.

Now it would get interesting.

Just waiting for the fireworks to begin.

She acknowledged them nonchalantly – a shrug of shoulders, a slight nod, a knowing glance with her exotic gold flecked eyes.

Ah, she didn’t mind the non-event of the past winter. She prefered it hot and steamy. A languishing stretch as she arranged herself by the pool. Maybe she’d test the waters in a bit.

Pointedly she ignored the not-too-quiet whispering from across the pool: the women who gathered their splashing broods. They glared and tsk-tsked self-consciously in their “mom” style swim suits with tummy control, shirring, and figure disguising draping.

Hushed tones of “don’t want her kind” and “You’ve had enough swimming” floated like fancy drink umbrellas over the splashes and shrieks.

She was the kind of woman who would have men saying to spouses, “Go ahead and book your appointment at the spa – I’ll watch the kids at the pool. It will be fine”

She knew.

(But she had developed a thick skin.)

She appraised, unable to resist a throaty chuckle with half closed eyes.

Those exotic eyes everyone found mesmerizing: unable to look away.

A broad disarming smile bestowed. A mischievous toothy grin flashed

As the sun warmed her, now stretched out full length, she knew it was a matter of time.

They would come and insist she leave. Evicted once before – that apartment pool last year. All rumors and innuendoes by jealous mean girls? Her behavior was reasonable – understandable – all that ruckus. Anyone would have snapped at those annoying pocket pooches.

She studied her long burnished nails.

Oh, already?

Some grim official looking guys approached. But also a camera crew.

Good. Time for her close-up?

A thought: maybe just saunter off and call it a day?

Oh, they are serious.

“Careful with the ropes guys.” (Men are such beasts.)

“Don’t worry,  I know the game. (Wink. Wink).

I’ll just fuss and roll a bit so you look macho.” she laughed.

“Anything to eat in that pick-up truck?”

Ah, she was getting tired of this marina and South Shore Harbor resort area anyway.

(They can’t have gators frightening the paying guests?)

“Brazos Bend Park is always nice this time of year – lots of fellas willing to pay attention.” 

“Thanks for the lift, gentlemen. And watch the nails, please.”

See ya later gator,

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

Click “Alligators” in the sidebar list if you are hungry for more gator tales.

Recent alligator catch at South Shore Marina: 

Information about the Clear Lake Area

Explore Brazos Bend Park – lovely in spring: hike, bike, fish – view gators! (safely)

Brazos Bend Springtime Friends. (By Jason Smith. TPWL website)


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28 Comments

  1. shoreacres / Mar 19 2012 12:30 am

    Good grief. I live right here at South Shore Harbor Marina, and hadn’t heard a single word about this until – oh, five minutes ago. As a matter of fact, I face the water, and could put a red “x marks the spot” on the window I’m looking out of right now. 😉

    About ten years ago I was around when they pulled a gator out of Watergate. It was a big one, too. They tried and tried to get it and finally got a couple of old boys from Houma who were working construction over here to do the deed. They were swamp-and-gator wise, and it went pretty quickly. They trussed it up, flipped it and let us take turns rubbing its belly to keep it calm and happy until Parks and Wildlife showed up. It may have gone to Brazos Bend, too. They swore it was going somewhere upscale – at least in alligator terms.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 1:53 am

      Contrary to the news, gators are always around here – there was one camped out by the pool of the apt. complex across from the intermediate school most of last summer. The game warden/ TPWL said they wouldn’t remove it as it was in its native environment…suggested that people stop throwing chicken at it…it finally swam off. It’s about gator dating time, so keep an eye out if you go to Pine Gully trail. Thanks for swimming by

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  2. Jeannie / Mar 19 2012 12:37 am

    that is one thing I don’t have to worry about here…I can safely go stick my toes in the creek. 😉

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  3. The Blissful Adventurer / Mar 19 2012 12:51 am

    love the creative flow here..unique for sure

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  4. Jonesingafter40 / Mar 19 2012 1:37 am

    I’m catching on to you Phil… Was waiting for the kicker (in this case, the gator) at the end of the story. Loved your characterization of her.. this post made me grin.

    And in response to your “later gator” I say “After while, crocodile!” 🙂

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 2:01 am

      Ha! No crocodile tears? Gators just walk so funny – it gave me the idea.Thanks for stopping to chat.

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  5. Amberr Meadows / Mar 19 2012 2:04 am

    Oh my goodness, I thought you were talking about a women until the end. Excellent trick and switch up. I will be looking for more gator tales. Hope you’ve been well!

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  6. jannatwrites / Mar 19 2012 3:49 am

    At first, I thought you were writing about German, but then the camera crew didn’t make sense. Of course, it’s an alligator!

    I don’t think we have to worry about alligators here. Don’t they have to have water? 😉 (That could just be the one good thing about living in the desert!)

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 1:35 pm

      Gators need water, but Gila monsters don’t? Snakes both places – eerie similarities! Thanks for wandering over

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  7. Sunshine / Mar 19 2012 5:30 am

    Love your ‘mom’ style swim suit description! Lately, ahem, we’ve had a rash of “I don’t care how many rolls and folds I have lovingly gained,” I’m wearing my itsy-bitsy, tiny string bikini! Ouch on the eyes!! Great read! Thanks!

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 1:38 pm

      Summer’s coming, get ready for the scenery: good, bad, and ugly! Thanks for splashing this way

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  8. My Ox is a Moron / Mar 19 2012 2:24 pm

    I know women who walk with the sedately swishing grace you described. I didn’t realize until reading your blog that alligators have the same grace just on a horizontal plan.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 3:06 pm

      It is an odd thing about alligators. They also can move really fast with determination and purpose – and snap at things unexpected….makes you wonder…? Glad you wandered by to chat!

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  9. Ally Bean / Mar 19 2012 4:18 pm

    Very clever post. Never thought of life from the point of view of an alligator. I’m just so human-centric, aren’t I?

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  10. ceciliag / Mar 19 2012 6:33 pm

    fantastic, you have alligators, I have never even seen one! Love that last shot! and what a stunning story about her!! had me going.. c

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  11. Nora Blithe / Mar 19 2012 7:23 pm

    Love it! You’re a great writer and you know I’m sucker for gators. I saw five the other day at our little fishing ponds. Most were about 4 feet but there was a big guy. Hard to tell his size because I was far away but I’d say 12 feet was an educated guess. What amazing animals they are.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Mar 19 2012 8:24 pm

      Alligators are funny guys. I can see why kids want the little ones as pets – but not a good idea…what are you going to do once it out grows the aquarium? Better to just go visit them (without bringing chicken). Thanks for sloshing by

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  12. CATachresis / Mar 19 2012 9:30 pm

    What she needed was gator aid 🙂 You seduce us all with your literary lilt. We happily walk right in and smile!

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  13. Emma / Mar 20 2012 8:22 pm

    I was actually thinking it was a swan at first. Probably should have not have just admitted that 🙂

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