My gators

I baited the big hook up yesterday with a few pigeons and tree rats, I think I may have him this time. I went down to the pond very early this morning and bait is still no. Shit, I thought he would be hungry by now. I heard a few smaller gators singing, I took my shotgun and knife with me and walked the pond, when I was in front of the gator lovers house, I spotted one, about 8 foot long. Did not see the big gator, as I was trying to get a good shot, my neighbor came out and asked me what I was doing on his land. I told him that I was looking for a big snake and he came this way. He asked me about the gators and I told him a big lie, have not seen or heard them, he said that three big gators were in his side of the pond and he was feeding them old chickens, shit, no wonder the bastards won't eat my bait. This asshole loves and feeds them everyday. His land is half a mile from my land. If I keep going on his land, I think he will call the DNR on me. Looks like I am fucked and my hands are tired together. I will get the sob soon, I hope. More coming soon, Cat