Poor Dicky

My new found buddy Dicky Duck and I have become inseparable ever since I saved him from being abandoned on the beach at Devil’s Lake State Park a couple of weeks ago.

He’s requested to come with me everywhere I go.

He seems to enjoy tagging along for all the fishing and wandering I do.

He enjoyed today’s walk through the woods to the ponds to do some fishing.

He enjoyed all the little bass and bluegills we were catching and caught on quickly that I swear considerably more when I miss what I think is a nice fish.

There was a lot of swearing going on, or so I’m told.

I did manage to land a decent spawned out largemouth bass that was around 18 inches or so.

Dicky begged and pleaded with me to get a better look at this monster of a fish, to him anyway.

So I gave him one.

Awwww, poor Dicky.

He didn’t find that even remotely funny.

He’ll get used to it.

4 thoughts on “Poor Dicky

    1. Ken G Post author

      I didn’t think of that. Poor bass.

      I used to have a duckling lure. Can’t find the thing. Pretty impressive with all the hooks.

    1. Ken G Post author

      I’ve meant to get the intro to Dicky up first, but I couldn’t resist with this one.

      Even when he’s not all that pleased, Dicky is always grinning. That’s what I like about him.

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