Fishing

While Decibel gets bored with being marooned in the house, haying has been a bit stressful for her humans.  The weather didn't play nice, and there are always tractors and trucks and trailers around the place, so we have to be careful when we release the hounds.  It cramps my style and makes me crabby.  I can't even go skinny dipping, since it might scare the natives.

Last night out neighbor invited us to fish at his pond, and that was a bit of stress relief.

Harold had bought some fancy lures that I was SURE wouldn't work, but they really did, even I caught a big mouth bass with it, and I haven't caught one of those in ages.  He caught several large ones and a bunch of small ones, and I got my share of sunfish with an old lure I have been using for a decade or so, so it was great fun.

This was the bass he caught on the first cast... phone picture, sorry.

We were visited by a snapping turtle that tried to steal our fish before we could get them out of the water and off the hook (all fish were released), so we decided to get it drunk.  Seriously the turtle was not shy at all, and seemed to like beer poured on it.  It kept coming up and striking at the bottle... one for the road?