We live in a giant swamp, there I've said it. I can already hear the grumblings of all the PR people of Houston wailing and gnashing their teeth at my suggesting such a thing.
To them I say, "Get over it, we live in a swamp and it's okay. It's hot, humid, and beautiful in its own way."
As I told my editor, people fish for them here using chicken innards (you know that gross stuff you pull out of your chicken before you cook it). We eat it deep fried and dip it into spicy cajun sauce. It's not exactly the nectar of the gods, but it's mighty tasty.
So there you have it, alligators are not an exotic anomaly here on the Gulf Coast.