Headache allll better now

I caught a catfish today.

You know, they have faces that only a catfish mom can love.

I reached down to grab my line to pull him on the dock (without the net) and he decided to continue a little bit more swimming. The line cut my hand! Ouch. Oh well, at least the line didn't break.

Main Man takes a look and says-He's a small one, we should let him go.

Now, I think he has been spoiled in terms of catfish size. This isn't a small catfish, it just isn't a big one like Thomas caught.

Oh well, we let him go.

But one day, I am going to keep one of these boys and we are going to have catfish for dinner. I just have to be in the mood to clean em.