My Alligator Johnny...

Isn't he darling!!!... Yes, I am an animal over... Humans shouldn't keep an alligator as a pet, but I am not a human. I am a faerie, and a faerie queen, and we have special powers to gentle any creature. So, Johnny is a tame, to me, as a dog. I found Johnny in the Everglades swamp in the United States, in Georgia, in the human year of nineteen forty. Poachers had killed his mama for her skin. (There was a big trade then, in the human world, making the skins of alligators into things such as shoes, purses and luggage. UGH!!!) I wisked Johnny to my castle, naturally. He's a very good boy, a lot of company and a wonderful "watch-dog"... (THOSE jaws of his!!!... HAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!) Although he is quite large at fourteen feet, he is still a silly guy, ~ like a puppy-reptile. :)