Can you believe I caught all these fish? Me either. But I did help. And a fishing guide helped to. He was amazing.
He knew all the rules, he knew where to find the fish, he knew where everyone should drop their hook, and he how deep the lure should go.
So you’re wondering what I did to help. Well, I barked every time someone in the boat cast their rod. I barked when the fish came on board. I barked when the fish jumped out of the net and hit my nose. So basically, I barked.
Oh, and the guide cleaned the fish too.
Too bad I don’t like the taste, but everyone else seemed to.
6 thoughts on “Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten and His Pickerel”
Keep up the good work Farley!! We hope you had a happy birthday!!!
My birthday was PAWsome. I’m six now 🙂
Thanks for barking to help everyone catch fish! It was music to their ears!
Somehow I don’t think everyone thought of my bark as music, but I’m going with that thought. Woof Woof.
You are such a happy dog, Farley. No wonder you like to bark and tell everyone how happy you are!
Happy is an understatement. You should have seen me chase a chipmunk today. The little critter ran up a tree and I couldn’t get to him.