It all started innocently enough at the Days of the Dead convention in Indianapolis. Cuzz Gekas saw a table where they were letting you pose with a tarantula or a mini-gator.
I had several tarantulas (although I have no pictures with them), but I never held a mini-gator. Plus, the gator had its' snout sealed shut and I figured it would be easier to control than a tarantula.
The best laid plans of mice and Johngy...
Cuzz and I carefully held Otis and the photog snapped a few pictures. Otis started squirming just a bit and I saw Cuzz back away as he mentioned that Otis was urinating. It was too late for yours truly though. Otis let go a solid stream down my right leg.
Fortunately, my cameras, wallet and keys were in my other pockets. Still, I had the right side of my shorts soaked in gator urine. At least our hotel was located just across the parking lot. I dried my leg with a couple towels at the table and we headed back to our room to change.
I love the picture below. I look so happy. Of course I was happy. My shorts were still dry!
After the urination, I started to think of better things to do with the gator than posing for pictures. I thought about alligator jerky, alligator soup, alligator ribs...well you get the idea.
Cuzz Gekas, Otis and me in Indianapolis, IN-July 2013.