Brody and I were just out in my back yard fishing when I spotted a gator heading straight for my bobber. He/she was about 3.5 feet long. I started reeling in as fast as I could. He hit my bobber with full force and got my lure caught on his back leg. The fight was on! I pulled him to the dock and did not have a clue what to do with him. Brody said, "Dad, you caught a gator!" The gator decide he had seen enough of us and made a mad run to the bottom of the canal. My line broke and the gator made off with my favorite lure. If you see a 3.5' gator swimming up and down the Daughette canals let me know. I would like my lure back.
