The day started out bad. The little scope that was on my 10/22… the adjustments are broken internally. I can’t correct for windage or elevation, so, time for a new cheap scope.
I got in my trunk to go down to my neighbors to get a carton of eggs and see if I could buy some hens. I ran over my dog when I backed out.
I heard him yelp, I jumped out, ran around the truck. His head was upside down with the tire on his throat. I jumped back in the truck and let it roll forward off him. He began yelping and climb from beneath the truck.
His head was in a little depression filled with wet sand from the 1 inch of rain yesterday. It saved his life. Had the ground been hard it would have crushed his skull.
Other than that he was fine. No ribs broken, no leg or joint damage, just a spot on the top of his head about the size of a dime where the skin was ripped away. I petted him and he went and got his ball, wanting to play. The dog sleeps under my truck during the day, nice and cool. I moved my truck several time this afternoon, not once was he under it sleeping! Maybe a lesson learned and a problem solved.
Anywho! I went and got the carton of eggs and made a deal on laying hens.
I took dad fishing this evening, I said be ready at 7pm. He was standing by my truck at 6pm. Over the last few weeks we’ve had several days when the heat index was over 105 degrees.
The water in that pond was just too hot. I’ve taken baths in water that was colder. I had my crickets stolen in the deeper water by the dam, dad caught one little bream about 3 inches long and that was it. I told dad the only time we will catch something is just at dawn and dusky dark.
An old country trick with crickets… thin slices of a russet potato in the cricket cage. They will drink the water from the potato.
I’ve had this old bucket 15 years, only use it once in a great while. It has a Styrofoam cooler inside it and a padded lid. Perfect to sit on while cane pole fishing and have ice cold refreshments as a bonus…
