It’s just so Houston
Party crasher.
Does every family have that “Cousin Eddie” who shows up unexpectedly to spread chaos and discord like Clark Griswold has?
Stomps in, picky eater, and naps where he’s not wanted.
Snappy temper.
Well, it is a long holiday weekend and the start of summer….everyone wants a vacation! (and chicken.)
The complete news story/ longer video here
Watch Gator Guy stroll through the neighborhood yards, make new friends, then eventually dives into accepting a ride to a lovely watery destination.
A happy ending for all involved.
Life goes on
Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge
(P.S. Heron baby in the nest! That’s worth a grin, too)
(P.P.S Apologies for being MIA with posting, reading blogs, and responding to comments. Like wrestling with alligators, these problematic health issues of Sr. Staff. Not much time, energy, or creatively left over, but managing. Thanks. Hasta later, gators)
He only wanted to see how the landed class celebrates Memorial Day?
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So glad it was a good end for the gator. Sorry to hear sr. staff is still struggling with health issues. Hugs coming your way!
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The creative solution by those two cops made me laugh. Not their first gator hunt.
We’re managing and optimistic – might as well be. Hope things lovely and calm in your realm now! Paw waves
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Glad gators aren’t part of the wildlife here. Hope sr. staff feels better soon.
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Gators are so common in some subdivisions they are hardly noticed – and newcomers soon realize the Gator Crossing signs are not a joke. Gators are easier to spot that snakes. There’s always something!
You know how it goes – one day at a time; wait and see. Lots and lots of waiting….
Thanks for slipping by to chat
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Awww…. what a cutie! My treat this morning was the reappearance of the baby oppossum. I finally settled down to read about them, and learned that the one I’d been worried about, with the white tail, was perfectly healthy. Our oppossums have rat-like tales with no fur, while the possums of other countries have furry tails like squirrels. Who knew?
Onward we go. Gators and possums are just fine; let’s just hope we don’t get another kind of tropical “critter”!
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Possums with furry tails? Don’t tell the local ones – they will be demanding fur implants for tails! Got a grin over the sighting of the little one. Thanks for the update.
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I just sent you his pic!
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Good news for the gator…best wishes for Sr.Staff
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You somehow have to enjoy the gator guys – look how they smile. Thanks
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Hope you’re all much better soon.
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Trying and best to be optimistic. Hope you area is more calm and fire free at this point. Not the summer heat we need so early. Thanks
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That’s one long son of a bi…
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Actually this is a small youngster – probably his first spring looking for a date.
Got quite a chuckle over the capture technique- and transport container.
Go, gator, go…and please sit and stay there!
Thanks for the splashy comment
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That’s a baby???!?!? 😬😐
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Similarly, the son of a friend of mine used a garbage pail to capture a rattler in his yard (Colorado).
. . . I don’t think he used chicken . . .
That gator seemed fairly laid back. No hissing or threatening display . . . probably because it hasn’t learned much about humans … yet.
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A teenage gator – teenagers always think they are bullet proof.
Locals are pretty tolerant of gators. They were here first – many around in golf course ponds, flood retention “lakes” and waterways. New residents are warned by subdivisions when they move in – the gators live here; pretty congenial if you keep your little yappy dogs, and squealing children leashed and back from them. Game wardens/animal services do not relocate as they are protected and this is natural habitat. Bad when the gator decides to nap in the road, though…especially after dark…occasionally mistaken for speed bumps.
This time of year the males are all looking for love – and the older ones chase the youngsters off their territories…so we end up with gators in the neighborhoods. Just don’t wave the chicken. (They do remember and will return…one lived for months in an apt. swimming pool down the road for several weeks…drunks kept throwing chicken…finally a private refuge came and got him. Living’ in luxury now!)
Thanks for rattling this comment track with a comment!
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