First of all, let me give you a short recap of my day.
1. Mercy goes to the vet at 8 this morning to get her annual checkup. She is terrified of the vet's office, so I have to carry her and hold her to make sure she doesn't eat anybody. She poops accidentally and randomly due to aforementioned fear. She weighs 40.1 pounds. Best workout I've had in AWHILE.
2. Today marked an historic event: My first trout fishing attempt. It DID NOT work out so well. It was about 44 degrees with wind gusts up to 30mph. That, my publics, made for a COLD fishing trip. Perhaps cold fishing trips aren't so bad if you're actually catching something (except maybe pneumonia), but we weren't, so it was fairly miserable.
We went to a pond that the game and fish stocks with trout from fall until early spring. Or so they SAY. Like I said, I did not see any of these alleged fish.
Corn is supposed to be a good trout bait, which brings me to my next topic.
Things that Don't Eat Canned Corn
1. Trout, apparently.
2. Cows. We stopped by the side of the road because I wanted to pet a cow that was sticking his neck through the fence adorably. I got out and said, "Hey cow! I've got corn for you!" He RAN like I was shooting at him or something. Then he mooed to all of his buddies and they turned around and stared at me. I kid you not. The whole pasture stopped what they were doing and turned and stared me down. Except for #3.
3. Horses. There were horses in the field with the cows. They just ignored me when I offered them corn. Wouldn't even look at me. Maybe they were just mad at me for yelling, "Screw you, cows!" at their friends, though.
I'm not sure I'll ever recover from today's cold temperatures, but Kevin did just make me some hot chocolate, so maybe that will help.