When the alligator ate my dog:
The laws of God and Man and what comes next
vol. 4 issue 3
Greetings,
When I was 8, an alligator ate my dog.
I stood beyond the cattails, helpless, screaming, watching as my beloved Flower, a terrier mix, was plunged under the brine.
When nothing but the bulbous eyes of the prehistoric monster was left showing above the surface of the dirty wat…