Hubby made a few casts off a jetty on the other side of the lake, but a fellow fisherman said the wind was in the wrong direction for the walleye to bite like they did the day before. Fishing and catching are two separate sports. Hubby filled his limit, even though he didn't catch any fish.
My trusty book of crosswords entertained me, while the fuzzy one sat on my lap and soaked up every second of her day away from home. Before heading back, we ate BLT Chicken Sandwiches at McDonald's and ordered a plain hamburger for the mutt. She just loves 'em but spits out the pickle!
Today's schedule has a couple out-of-town appointments, the first of which is in one hour. I'd best finish my cup of coffee, shower, and be on my way.
Ta-ta.