Mayhem doesn't only occur when there are numerous children under one roof. Life has a way of creating mayhem on its own.
While living in Georgetown, SC (and with only one infant in the house), a chorus of chaos broke out from our backyard. At that time, we had two dogs, Ranger and Sasha, who had been relegated to spending more time outdoors now that a baby had arrived. I had heard them bark before, but this was something different, something gutteral.
Sasha, the female dog was standing near the fence, jumping around barking toward the direction of the shed. Ranger, the male dog, was both growling and snarling, hackles raised followed by an occasional bark.
Whatever it was that had them upset was in the shed. Slowly I inched my way towards the open door. A loud hissing sound came from the back corner. You guessed it, an alligator!
I grabbed both dogs to put them inside. Amanda was in her bed crying because it was time for a bottle and me...with a 6 foot gator in my backyard!
I called my neighbor and said, "I need something to catch an alligator with" "Yes, it's in my shed"
She came running over with a small bathroom trash can. I stared at her in disbelief...."I said an ALLIGATOR, not a mouse" She asked how big the thing was and when I told her she broke out laughing. Before long we were both laughing hysterically.
Seriously, what did I think I was going to do, become Steve Irwin in a flash of an eye? We called for some help, and to our suprise her husband's friend new a little something about gators. If (and that is a big if in my book) you can get them rolled on their back, you can rub there belly and it puts them in a type of trance...albeit temporarliy.
Once subdued, the alligator was removed and carried back to the marshes from which he had probably come. I had calmed and fed my daughter, quieted the dogs, thanked all who helped...then went inside and had a coke and some aspirin.
Later that week my husband and I went out to dinner. There on the menu, alligator! Hmmm, I wonder???
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