So I was walking to the water, but then the gators started coming out to look for food. And there I was. I was backpeddling as fast as I could through the water, but them being indigenous to it they were swiftly gaining. And all I could think was, "Damn... eaten by gators... it's both too soon and SO anti-climactic. This could hurt." But then I woke up just as a rescue man on a flying carpet came down.

By the way, Happy fat bunny week :3