A little boy. A pair of rubber boots. A piece of rope. Lots of puddles. Add some imagination and what do you get?
An hour or more of 'fishing'!
patiently waiting for a bite
Apparently some 'big ones' live in the puddles of my driveway. At least, according to Toad they do. Every 'fish' he caught was a 'big one'.
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