FLASHBACK: Sometimes I will have written a post, but not entered it on the blog. Since we are on the gun theme, I thought I would include this one...
The moon is full, which means the tide is high and that translates into terrific kayaking through the marsh grasses out back. 12 noon is high tide so I went to the back room to change into my kayaking gear, only to come out to find Landon…packing a pistol. Toto, I’m not in Kansas anymore…apparently I’m not in New York either. Why take a pistol to kayak? Because of the possibilities of alligators, of course.
Landon explained it this way: “I take the pistol so that when we see an alligator, I shoot you. That way the alligator has something to eat.” Very funny, that Southern humor.
What are the chances of seeing an alligator? Well…half-way into the trip, guess what we see? That’s right, an alligator about 50 feet away. Landon dismissed the danger with a “Oh, he’s just a small one. About 6 feet.” To which I replied, “Sweetie, please take out your gun.” Not only did he pull it out of its holster, he cocked the trigger! Maybe I can learn to like guns after all. We didn’t have to shoot, but when we came back his way, we did see his back glistening right under the water and his eyes poked up. I paddled faster. Pretty exciting day for a city girl like me…
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I like Landon's explanation. You would make a tasty snack for a hungry alligator! But who would be left to paint the bathrooms???
Yeah, but Leslie's so small she would be just a bite. Tell Landon that it's like potato chips, they can't eat just one... LOL
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