When I was about 12 years old my Father decided that I needed some culturing. He sent me for golf lessons. After about a month, the Pro called Dad and told him that he didn't need to waste any more money on lessons for me. Evidently he figured that I was aiming for the water hazards so I could poke around in the shallows. I've never really changed.
It's not about the fish. It's about the pond. Take care of the pond and the fish will be fine. PB subscriber since before it was in color.
Without a sense of urgency, Nothing ever gets done.
Boy, if I say "sic em", you'd better look for something to bite. Sam Shelley Rancher and Farmer Muleshoe Texas 1892-1985 RIP Grandpa
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