Goodbye, Catfish Hunter! We'll miss you!

In completely unrelated baby news....Chad had the honor and priviledge of "relocating" my parents' catfish to a bigger and better location. Long story short, 6 years ago, my dad caught this 6 inch baby catfish at a local lake in Greensboro and brought it home to live in their backyard pond. After 6 years of eating regularly (fish food and some of his smaller "brothers and sisters"), my dad decided that ole Catfish Hunter was getting too big for their pond. He would occasionally flop around the top of the water and even had the ability to splash water out of the pond (and scare the pants off a certain 4 year old princess). So, my dad and Chad set a date and Chad came over with his gear excited as he could be.

Day 1: Catfish-3, Chad-0
On the first day, Chad broke three lines and lost two hooks to Catfish Hunter. We weren't sure how big this guy was, but Chad knew he needed to bring in the "big guns."


Day 2:
Armed with his dad's salt water high test fishing line and a large net, my dad and Chad succeed in pulling Catfish Hunter out of the pond. He was MUCH bigger than we had ever anticipated.



Catfish Hunter was returned to his original pond that afternoon with no injuries- just a bit shaken up from the experience. We hope that he has a long and healthy life at Hester Park (and didn't become someone's dinner that evening). We are just all believing that he will spend his remaining years in a larger, more accomodating space with new friends.

And Brooklyn's happy that the catfish can no longer splash her on the swing set.