High Water
Daddy took me to the river to look around today. It was a lot of fun going in the water. I don't think I've ever seen a puddle this big. We looked and looked for my toy, and I found a fish. Daddy wouldn't let me keep it.

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Ilsa:
Did daddy let you take a shoulder-dive ONTO the fish, and roll around to get that good stinky-rotten-fish-smell all over?
That way when you're stalking critters in a field, they won't know it's a wolf-wanna-be coming up on them. They'll lift their heads and sniff, and think, "That's okay. It's just a dead fish stalking us."
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