This is Ravenna.
Vena, napping on the bed that I made her on the desk in my office
Feeling a little playful
She came to us
So one of my resolutions this year was to “be able to actually catch stuff when I go fishing”. This is one of the resolutions that I made that I had absolutely no control over the outcome of whatsoever, as John has assured me that fishing is about 15% skill (choosing the right bait/spinners, knowing how to cast, etc) and about 100% pure dumb luck.
Last Sunday we went fishing at Caesar Creek Reservoir, and I managed to pull in three good-sized bluegills in the space of about 10 minutes using a minnow spinner. That is about 300% better then I did all last season.
Of course, after that streak, I was back to my usual casting practice and drowning worms for the rest of the fishing trip.
But hey! I still caught three fish!
We weighed them on the kitchen scale when we got home, and they were each just under a half-pound.
We breaded them and pan fried them up and had them for lunch.