Little garbage hound of mine beat me to a fishhook yesterday. My attentention lapsed and when I saw her she had a chunk of fishline hanging out of her mouth, sinkers included. I tackled her pried open her mouth and saw it was deeper than I wanted to deal with. Cut the line, made a call to my vet and headed for New Richmond. Four x-rays and $300 later ($150 for emergency ofc call) he tells me that it made it to her stomach. Hopefully my luck will hold and it’ll pass through with out getting hung up. Mean while, here I am, down on my knees, stick in hand shreading poop piles looking for the offending hook. I’m sure I’m providing entertainment for those around me. Can’t say enough about picking up after yourself while shore fishing jerr
September 9, 2013 at 8:52 pm
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