On the introduction of unintended species of fish, don't worry. I already told you that I had seen Mudcat Joe at your pond when I was doing an initial fathead stocking for you. He was just standing behind a tree giggling like a fiend which usually means you are the proud recipient of bullheads.
Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:" "She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."
