I've had a couple scary encounters with the "wildlife" of southern florida....
Okay, so a little background story first.
I grew up in Arcadia, Florida. It's in the center of the state about an hour south of Sarasota. Anyways, it was just my mom, little brother, and I. We moved from sebring, and when we were looking to build a house in Arcadia, we chose a lot about two miles from my grandparents, in a tiny little subdivision out in the woods. Absolutely beautiful. So, anways. Little did we know, but when it rains constantly, like all floridians know it does- our subdivision would flood, literally.
Okay, now, cut to junior year of high school. Our subdivision is like a big circle....and two parts of the road were under water and could not be driven through. So we had to park on the north road, and walk through the woods and some houses to the SOUTH woods, through ankle deep water, just to get to our house.
Back to my point. A alligator sounds like a bullfrog...kind of has this deep croak for a voice. Florida is very noisy at night. So I was comming home from a late football game, at 2 am with my mother and younger brother. It was flooded so we parked on the north road and walked to the south road to get to our house. WE walked slowly, becuase we had to wade through water.
I kept hearing croaking noises....a LOT of them. I mean we were practically walking through a swamp. I was FLIPPING Out. I kept screaming we were going to be eaten by alligators. lol. It was horrible.
I ran and left my mom and brother standing behind me looking at me like I was a moron. They were only frogs.
lol
THE OTHER TIME...we were walking to the north road because it had flooded to our fourth step, overnight. So we were walking through waist deep water. WE get out the road (our house was set back away from the road) and my mother say she forgets her medicine. I look at her like she's crazy, but walk through the heavy currented water back to the house. I get the meds and come back...and I swear....a alligator swam right in front of me. Oblivious to me. I didn't want to move!!! It swam on though, and I honestly thought I was going to die!
lol
It could have cared less about me though.
It went and curled into the mud.
I never walked through river water again.
BTW. the reason it always flooded was because we lived less than a mile from the PEace River.