I rowed all around the pond at 6:30 A.M. trolling and didn’t get a strike.
A young fellow came over to Dave’s yesterday and he brought some small chubs, most of them died, but I caught several good perch with them. Nobody felt like eating more fish so I let them go back in the pond.
I came home in Dave’s car. We stopped at Eleanor’s and they took one of the white kittens.
Arrowheads Up the Hill 