The power was out, so I couldn't get on the computer, so I was standing at the front door, looking out. Suddenly someone that I knew walked up to the front step, bearing a very large black fish that he was getting his hooks out of.
Dad then came out and started to direct the dismantling of the fish, and, for starters, we took off it's head. He also commented that it was a wolf of a fish. We then tried to remove pieces of sand-like things from it's skin, but that didn't work too well. Dad kept saying I had to use a miniature rake to pull them out.
By this time it had sprouted legs and we had somehow gotten to the driveway so we brought it back to the front door.
Posted by Trevor Savage at August 13, 2003 2:38 PM