This is actually my buddies dog but she seems to have taken a liking to me. I think its becuase I never have to scold her like my friend does. After she woke me up in the tent at 6:30 am by licking my face we took her out on the pontoon for an 11 hour day of fishing. She pretty much sat in this position most of the day, she would occasionly switch to come sit right beside me or take some time to take a walk around the boat and lick any fish that might have just been caught.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947