My Gators

Yesterday, while I was at the dentist's office, Steve's two dogs were swimming in my pond and fucking with those gators. His dogs are just bad ass dogs, the big black dog will bite the shit out of you and chase you on foot and while you are riding bikes. The good dog, a pretty, 90 pound baby yellow lab, likes to come see me, I always have food for him. It quit raining, been raining for 5 days and the sun came out and the dogs were playing. I heard a loud noise and all types od sounds. I ran down to the pond, it's  about 300 yards from my porch. The big daddy gator caught the yellow lab and chewed him in half, the head part was floating on top of the water, Steve, who is a pothead, lives with his grandmama, was calling me, help, do something, I ran and got a gun, went back and the gator came out of the water and attacked the head of the dog, a few seconds later, the head and gator was under the water again. That dog weighted at least 90 pounds, the gator was the big one, about 14 foot long. I have not been able to get him yet. That was some meal. The last time I saw my Jaws, was a week ago and his mouth was about three foot long, that means he could take in a cow and eat it, without any problems. Now I am worried about my cats, they love to fuck with him. I will have to see if I can get that bastard, before he gets me or one of my cats. Another man down the road, about a mile from me, lost two dogs a few months ago, gators, but not mine. Mine loves my yard and pond, plenty of fish and turtles to feed on and yes, once in a while a dog. This was a sad thing to watch, but that gator is smart. He knows me and I think he only comes out of the water, when he sees my truck leave. Smart mother, he is. I will call a trapper friend of mine and see if he will trap the bastard, a foot foot gator will bring you 600.00, for the tail and hide. See you later folks, I'm going gator hunting, Cat