Gator Season

Avery and Phil came home from their jog the other day and I asked my usual "so what did you see?" question. Avery said that they petted two alligators that used to run but couldn't anymore. Um. Ok. Nice imagination, buddy. Until Phil showed me the pictures. 

Ah yes, I forgot that it's alligator hunting season in these parts...and a neighbor just so happened to have caught 2. 

We thought for a minute about stretching the truth just a little and announcing that "Avery caught his first fish a week ago and his first gator this week!" He wasn't quite sure what to think about these guys...just heads, the bodies already sent off for meat. Yuck. He did ask if they were still able to move. Thankfully he didn't appear to be traumatized/scarred for life. 

Oh well, welcome to Florida. : /