Well, no, there's nothing readily apparent that links this happy dog with fishing, but therein lies a tale (or tail, if you like.) We got Trout Fishing in Canada shortly after we read Richard Brautigan's Trout Fishing in America and were preparing to spend our summers backpacking. She turned out to be the greatest mountain companion, a tireless swimmer, an all round lovely dog.Lee found the photo a few days ago when he was going through a stash that had been forgotten somewhere but which got cleaned and stored in the aftermath of the fire. Jeanne, who has been spending a few days with us, loves the photo, and will say "Woof!" on cue when we point to it.
Trout would be pleased, I think, because she was marvelous with Jeanne's mother and uncle, being as patient with them as she had been with her own litter of puppies. She also was a most efficient floor-cleaner, I now realize. There have been times in the last few days when Jeanne has been eating energetically and we wish Trout were there to lick up the crumbs/spilled milk/bits of fruit.
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