Hello everyone! You probably thought I had forgotten to continue the adventure with my dad and I fishing, right? Not at all. I am here with part 2 now. It actually warmed up a bit today, much like that day when we went fishing. Except on that day it warmed up a lot more than it did today. Good thing we brought some cold drinks. Maybe not the best kind, but cold anyway. Sitting out in the boat on that lake in full sun, it got hot.
Dad was still complaining about the hole in his pants. At least it made him forget about the hole in his shirt. Toss me a Pepsi, said dad. That’s exactly what he said. Dad was standing again. You would think he would have learned by now. So I tossed him the can of Pepsi. The look on his face. His eyes got so big! He actually jumped out of the way. The can hit the bottom of the boat right at the back. BANG! Sounded like an explosion against the aluminum boat. Of course when dad jumped out of the way he stepped on his tackle box. Which was open at the time. Dad yelled. Hey, you’re scaring the fish, I said.
Bonehead! That’s all dad said. I have a hook stuck in my foot now, he said. Wow, 3 times in one day, said I. You really should be more careful, I continued. Dad just stared at me. Hmm, almost think he blamed me for that. Not my fault he stepped in his tackle box. You should always keep your box closed, I said. Dad was too concerned with getting the hook out of his foot, I don’t think he heard me. Want me to do it for you? NO, said dad, then I will have a hole in my running shoe. Why would that happen? Dad just looked at me. Very strange, I thought. Finally dad was finished. The can is all dirty, he said. That’s because the bottom of the boat is dirty back there, said I. Wash it off in the lake, I suggested. Can’t believe he actually thought that was a good idea. Unfortunately the can slipped out of his hand and sunk. Dad just sat there watching it sink and saying, my Pepsi. You’re supposed to hold onto the can, I said. Bonehead! Was all dad said.
Next he wanted his sandwiches which he said to place gently on the seat. Which I did. Then dad got a bite on his line. He stood up, but lost his fish. Meanwhile I bent over to get the net ready. That rocked the boat a bit. Dad sat down with a thud. He just looked at me. Then he looked around. Where’s my sandwiches? I put them on the seat beside you like you asked me to, said I. The look on dad’s face. Priceless. He sat on the sandwiches. He looked at them. Well, I said, look at the bright side, it won’t take as long to eat them. That did it. I started to laugh. For some reason dad didn’t think it was so funny. Strange.
Oh my, time does go by fast doesn’t it? I guess there will have to be a part 3 to this story. Well, I hope you enjoyed part 2 anyway. And I do hope that all of you have a great weekend and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
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