- Tue Oct 11, 2005 5:42 pm
My dog, Maggie (notice the highly original name) is a glistening sleek black seventy pound mix, half Weimaraner and half Lab, and half child, and half .. wait a sec ... Anyway, since I live on the Caney Fork River she always has plenty of time to get wet, and takes advantage of it, like I take advantage of the fishing windows. The Lab part of her loves the water. And, yes, she loves going fishing with me. Ordinarliy she does fine, tags along, swims across as I wade across as I head up to our favorite chute, and she stays out of the way [/img]ost of the time." She will lie quietly on the bank and watch me fish tho she has little understanding of why I'm there. Sometimes she wanders off to check on the local cows, the deer, or wild turkeys, but she knows her way home if I leave for breakfast before she comes back to me. She will get up to come watch when I hook into a larger fish,(might be because I yell for her to check this one out!) but, if I check her response when I catch a "dink" she is usually yawning. Often, she will sneak off and wait to ambush me with a great show of love on my way out. Out of the tall grass like a wolf, "Surprise Dad! What's for breakfast?" Recently we were up there in a quiet dense morning fog. Sirens out on the highway got the coyotes howling all around us, I mean like 360 degrees around us. That's the only time my brave dog (cough-cough) has ever come out to tread water beside me. When the river behind our place is crowded with week-enders, I leave her in the house, which seems to break her heart and when I get home she pouts until I find the treat bag for her. I have to admit that when she was a pup, she did tend to get in the way and would plunge in and swim across the honey-hole that I was targeting. She's better about obeying me now tho and will usually "stay" on command for me until I give her the nod to go-ahead and jump in. Thanks for the opp to brag about my really great friend. I just read this to her, and sadly she doesn't seem impressed. Okay, where's the treat bag? Found it. She's all happy with what I had to say about her now. If fly fishing is religion, dry-fly fishing is high church.Dan
If fly fishing is religion, dry fly fishing is high church.