Alligators.
Alligators. Knocking. On. Doors.
BONITA SPRINGS, Fla. – So now the alligators are going door to door. When Lori Pachelli heard someone knocking at the door of her home in a gated community in this southwest Florida community earlier this week, she looked out to see an unwelcome visitor on her front stoop: an 8-foot alligator.
The bull gator, which had wandered up from the pond behind the house, had a bloody lip from banging its head against the door.
“He was pretty big, pretty aggressive,” Pachelli said, adding that the gator may have followed her home from walking her cocker spaniel, Trooper.
Alligators! Following! You! Home!
French said it’s not unusual to find male alligators in some pretty interesting places this time of year.
“You’re starting into what’s called the crawl season, the breeding season,” he said. “We get them out of front porches, out of garages, out of swimming pools.”
Ewww — and that woman, just walking the bait around on a string!
“Candy-gram”
Never smile at a crocodile.
Alligators.
Alligators. Knocking. On. Doors.
Alligators! Following! You! Home!
well, sure…. when you say it like that, you make it sound like a bad thing…
that happens all the time. there’s a story like that every few months down here.
Jesus. Give me rats, bears and raccoons any day rather than dinosaurs getting sexually aggressive.
What you folks who live in other places aren’t getting is that an 8-foot alligator is pretty much a baby.
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So Barb and Diane, I take it you don’t work for the local chamber of commerce or are realtors, or you really need to change your sales pitch!
Alligators roaming about seems to be a reason to live somewhere. Because alligators?
The shit.
I seem to remember a story a couple of years back about an alligator in Central Park. I think it was caught by a visiting Floridian who happened to be an alligator trapper or some such thing. You just never quite know what’s going to show up around here.
Oh, sure, that’s bad, but it’s nothing compared to…
SNAKES ON A PLANE!
hahaha i LOVE snakes on a plane! You must watch the trailer.
i had some close encounters with gators when i lived in FL. it’s all a big thrill, until you have a small child in tow. i was living with my parents when (much to my dismay) they bought a riverfront condo in Tampa. the river was 15 feet from our front door. which basically meant my kid was gator bait every time he went outdoors. and of course he LOVED to play near the water.
i couldn’t help but feel like no mother should have to worry about her child being eaten alive when we’re living in the middle of a city.