LOL LOL Red! OK here goes with the alligator story.
On a camping trip on Lake Livingston, we took the boat out at night. The guys were looking for something to shoot, spotlight, then aim between the two glowing eyes. Yeah, illegal ..... annyhoo, as we cruised up a creek, we picked up tiny glowing eyes with the spotlight. Baby alligators! Lots of them! Also some snakes in the mix of floating driftwood. And what did I want to do? Catch baby alligators of course! Somebody mentioned Momma Alligator might be around and it might not be a good idea. Always a Debbie Downer in every bunch.
Several of us bailed out of the boat, treading water, parting the driftwood, and snatching baby alligators. Holding our prizes aloft, we swam back to the boat, tossing them in the bottom of the boat. Baby alligators make the cutest squeaky sounds. Debbie Downer said probably calling Momma Alligator for help. Debbie Downer further tried to spoil the fun by worrying that spotlighting would bring the game warden down on us and having a boatload of baby alligators would send us all to jail.
Swimming in dark murky water, at night, dodging snakes, to snatch baby alligators ....... not one of my brightest moments. But it sure was fun.
When we caught all the baby alligators we could, we clambered back on the boat to play with them. Ummm.... them lil' suckers hatch out with sharp teeth ready to go. They BITE. They also are surprisingly soft on their bellies. Even a boat load of furiously squeaking baby alligators, spotlight and swear words when fingers got chomped summoned neither the game warden or Momma Alligator. We dropped the babies back in the lake. Debbie Downer said he'd never go anywhere with us bunch of lunatics again.