The little boy wrex wanted to go fishing.
They couldn’t find any worms.
They came in and lamented to me how could they fish without bait?
I thought about it and decided a can of sardines was needed.
I happen to have 4 cases of sardines. Big Wrek hoarded them while I was hospitalized.
I’m not sure why. I’ve never seen any person in my house eat them.
I rinsed the fishies and put them in a ziplock bag for the boys. They ran down to the pond.
Me and their Mother sat out on the deck to watch them.
Mr.Wrekker came out of his barn office and rode down to the pond to watch.
It looks likes they caught 3.
One was pretty good size.
Mr.W rides back up to the deck and proceeds(in a rude tone, I believe)to ask why did I give them sardines?
I p’shawed him, in a tolerant way( I swear).
He goes on to say sardines are people food. I simply say " not this people"
That just pee’d him off.
I go on to remind him how many cans of fishies he used for the raccoon round up.
And how I’ve fed them to Clarence many times.
(Large digression: Clarence has a hurt foot. We called the vet. He’s prescribed a knock-out drug. We are gonna dart him in the morning and take him to the vet clinic. I’m very anxious about this prospect. Crossed fingers, and all)
Anyhoo…the boys caught 4 catfish. They have been cleaned, bagged and frozen. They were very proud of the whole thing.
I told Mr.W not to rain on their parade, or else.
He proceeded to harumph me .
He might get sardines for lunch tomorrow.