My lab pup, Hank, and I fish most afternoons. When I first felt the tug on my line, it was so strong that I thought I was caught on something. I quickly realized it was a big fish. Hank was drooling as I reeled the big bass in with my open faced rod and reel. I could barely get him off the line for Hank wanting to steal him. I utilized Siri on my watch to call my husband to take a picture. I don’t know who was more proud, me or Hank!
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