The One That Got Away

Every fisherdog has the story of the fish that got away.

Of course, it would never have gotten away from me if the hu-dad had not insisted on this blasted leash.

I would have been in the river and with a fish dinner.

Not watching it swim away.

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The Ao4 on November 30, 2012 at 12:46 pm

Mmm… fish.
What is it with bipeds and leashes?
Play bows,
Zim

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Steve & Kat on November 30, 2012 at 8:39 am

I really think you could have gotten the fish. It would have been like you were a grizzly bear, and could catch fish in your mouth as they jump out of the water. Darn humans! Always ruining the fun.

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Ice 'n Ayla on November 30, 2012 at 5:41 am

Now, if that had been Chinook, the SiberKid my hu-Mom and Dad had before they adopted me ‘n Ice, your hu-Dad would’ve been right in the river with her. She’d have made one flying lunge, and the hu-Dad would’ve gone in, dog, rope, and all. Me’n Ice don’t like water at all.

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