Tonight I was just watching the fish kick about in the pond, when I realized there was one of the bass, out of the water, sitting on a lily pad. I thought it was a tadpole at first, but there he was, just hanging out making googly eye faces at me and gulping. Suddenly he wriggled and jumped back in!
All I can figure is the bass stranded itself going after something. Even his little 2.5" sized self is pretty feisty.
