Carla lives in St. Augustine, Florida at The Alligator Farm. She schmoozes up to the tourists for discarded Fritos and chips, and cleans up stray bits of fish fed to the exotic birds that live at the facility. She claims she's never eaten store-bought food from a bag, can, or pouch. She keeps her shape by taunting the alligators.
We've shared many stories. She showed me a picture of the crook in her tail from when she pushed one of her lives to the limit, barely escaping a crocodile's jaws.
I've shown her my own pictures of sunsets and landscapes from my travels across the country.
The unbearable heat in the summer forces Carla to sneak into the caretaker's office where she spends her days in front of the air conditioning. She's considering going full time with an RV couple she met at the Farm. They're snowbirds and have invited her to join them. r I thought it would be a good move on her part, even if she had to eat kibble from a bag. She's not getting any younger and she only has so many lives to spare.
And finally, my youngest fan. I call her Cute Katie. She says being cool is a state of mind.
Don't forget, 22 Veterans a day commit suicide. Educate the public!!
Books by Judy Howard
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