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- Prostaff Member Trout Whisperer
We had an above average day. A mother father daughter trio hit the tri-fecta on some fine looking sunfish. Twenty per is the limit and they kept forty two which is well shy, but plenty. Dad not only paid me, but tossed in a nice tip. Smiles all around.
Now at my house it was time to finish the deal, so I said I would hop to it and clean their catch. Mom and dad took a chair on my deck. The little darlin wanted to watch. I sat her on a kitchen stool next to my sink and started filleting. Reminded me of my little one years ago.
What's that she askedâ? I said that's a fish scale honeyâ. Can I have oneâ? Ah, you better ask your mom or dadâ. Off she went. Then she pops back up on the chair, Mom said I could have all I wantâ. I gave her a clear plastic sandwich bag.
I must have handed her ten scales when she says you can have these backâ. Mr. I just want the orange and yellow onesâ. I tried to explain that the color was in -All- the scales and the fish skin but there was not enough color in one or two scales to really show off how brilliant they can be. Give me -all- the scales Mr. and I don't need to ask my mom or dadâ.
Now my daughter on occasion I could run a line past, this kid wasn't going for any false casts on my part. She saw color and she wanted the color. I asked her to go get her folks. In walks mom and pop and I tried to explain what the little kid wanted and they tried to take over.
The line I liked the best from mom was honey, the color of the fish has to stay with the fish; we just get to keep the meatâ. She wasn't buying that either, How come his fish on the wall still has the colorâ?
I shoulda kept my mouth shut right then and there but I knelt down and told her when my little girl was young she caught that fish, it was one of her first, and the day was so special I had it mountedâ. Looking up at mom and dad she asks are my fish specialâ?
Dad looks at me like thanks a lot buddy, and it didn't look good. Mom looked at husband, that didn't look much better. Then dad saidâ honey, you pick one, and will have it mounted for youâ. Well there was one smile left in the room.