Monday afternoon I felt like it was about time that I got my own pole and my fishing license, so I did. I went out yesterday afternoon to practice casting and had to take Max. Well okay, Max is not a good fishing dog. He doesn't like the woods or the water. He's such a city mutt. But If I didn't take him, he'd bark and wake up my dad. Dad works at night primarily, so he sleeps during the day. So my trip into the woods last night was only resulting in me being pulled my Max because he wanted to go back to the house and getting frustrated cause every time I'd cast; Max would pull the leash and throw it off into a tree or something. Still love him though, he's lucky he's cute.
So tomorrow morning, my cousin and I are going down to the river to fish. I'm excited about this. I'm going to take my camera too so I can take pictures.
But tonight it's dinner with a couple guys and a











