Saturday, May 7, 2011

Dog-fishing



It was a beautiful day at the River House.

Fish were jumpin', and the cotton was high . . . .

ok, I may have stolen that line from a Gershwin opera,  but nevertheless, the fish were, in fact, jumping.

And this guy was trying to catch them:



He never ended up catching any, but he sure tried.

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