She started off slow but as the week progressed she went from running away scared to reeling them in then baiting her hook and then of course showing her little sister Grace how to do it properly. She tried every plastic I had, finally finding one that worked so well she called it the "Secret Weapon"......future FH poster or what! Don't think I'm going to tell you either.
These poor sunfish get about a loaf of bread a day as it's become a habit to sit out after breakfast and supper and feed the fish with whatever leftover bread we have from the meal. So when you add the hook to the equation it's light's out. I'm sure one day I must have unhooked 300 fish between the three girls fishing as we had a friend up for the weekend.
"Who wants to go fishing", I would say. "MEEEEE" was always the response. Chad didn't need to say anything the look said it all...lol
Under kids say the darnest things, Zoey one day looks over and says, "Dad this is so easy, when you say it's so hard. I think I must be a natural born fisher girl". I could only smile and say "I think you're right".
BigC
P.S.
Best part of the story was late one night I found a piece of bread on the dock and started breaking off pieces for the sunfish when I saw a shadow that wasn't no sunfish. Grab the Zebco left by fisher girl loaded with the secret weapon and BAM. Biggest fish of the week right off the corner of the cottage. Huge mouth long body just missing that big nickel belly.
