The day started off with us spotting one of the sandhill cranes laying on our backyard. Alf pointed him out to me and I said is that a bird on his back.
Yep, it was. I believe it must have been a baby sandhill crane. Sitting on his Momma's back. Cute eh!. (gotta use eh now and then don't want to forget I am Canadian)
They have been sitting around a lot like this maybe they have been hatching their eggs.
Now we had been told that there were three gators in our lake - two little ones around 3 feet and one about 7 feet long, but that they mostly kept to themselves over in the reeds and swampy areas.
Well, Alf was bbq'ing chicken tonight and he asked me -"is that an alligator or a turtle?". I thought it was one of the turtles but then I wasn't sure. So I got out my camera and used the zoom - and you know what maybe it was a gator.
Alf took the camera (I was in barefeet so I wasn't going off the deck) and he went about 10 feet closer and took a pic - and yes it was a gator, about 10 feet off the shoreline and probably one of the little guys about 3 feet long. He must have liked the smell of the chicken. Hmmmm. Think maybe we should bbq out front - or else set an extra setting at our table. They serve gator in the restaurants down here. And like my cousin suggested, I could have a wallet and some boots. Is that illegal? 
Not gonna happen! I am not venturing too close to the water - dododododododo - (shark theme - turned into gator theme.)
And I do hope that baby crane didn't turn into dinner for the critter from the deep.
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