"Adventures of a Sportsman!"
My ole` friend ~"Bob"~
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Ok, it has been about four months, and Rexer didn't get his version of his story written, so, here goes Diane's ole~ Bob story.. It went something like this.. Rex was in the bushes hunting for wild turkeys.. and he heard something beside him.. he assumed it was some turkeys.. so he very slowly turned to look, and right in his face was a bob cat! He didn't say here kitty-kitty.. he said..[well I can only guess..] and he very slowly started backing away.. he was thinking to himself.. Diane will spend all my money after this kitty eats me.. one more step backwards.. Diane will sell all my guns for $2.00 a piece, another step backwards.. Diane will give my truck to our son, another step backwards.. Diane will give away my deer lease.. a big step backwards.. and the bob cat turned and walked away!
November 27, 1999
Today, I got a big kitty! You can see her picture here.




A fishing frenzy!!
In the spring of 1994, I started taking Diane, my better half, fishing with me. We would go to walk the creek, and fish all along it as we walked for up to five miles. First rule, was, Diane.. you got to wear jeans.. shorts won't get it when you have to climb through the trees and barbed wire fences. I realize, we live in Texas, and it is hot, but spare those legs! OH BOY! That is like asking a cat to go for a swim! Many scratches and complaints later, she caught on.. and stopped bunching down her socks.. but the shorts remained her preferred dress for scarred legs.
[26 yrs. later, and this woman, still reminds me that she has a 'brain!']
Second rule, Diane, you got to bait your own hook, carry your own stringer, take your fish off your hook, put it on the stringer, and rebait your hook. Uh-huh.. RIGHT! Diane screamed and hollared so loud when she had a bite on her line, I would drop everything to go see what was wRoNg with this lady I moved to Texas 20 years earlier.. And sure enough, she would swing her fishing pole towards me.. knock my hat off.. and say.. here.. look what I got! And there I was.. hooked again! Awww.. she is a clever one! Finally she caught on.. she is a nurse, she understands gloves, and you got it, she got a pair of gloves to bring along.. Have you ever seen anyone bait a hook with winter gloves on? Well, it is a home movie for sure!
Then she got so when we would go fishing, she was counting who had the most fish on their stringer.. and actually got mad at me if I caught fish out of order..you know, she gets one, then I get one..for pete's sake.. how does a man tell a woman, fish don't take turns?

One Saturday morning we got up early..we were going to make a day out of fishing together.. we had two fishing poles each, a cooler with food and drinks.. and we were set on ready! The normal routine is happening.. she has on her shorts.. getting more scars on her legs.. [who needs tatoo's when you can have free decorations on your legs?] Armed with her gloves.. screaming with each bite on her lines.. counting to see if I am taking turns.. and suddenly.. she is not only screaming.. she is like ...


GONE!


Fishing pole going one way..and her another! She is a very hyper spazzed woman.. but I have never seen her move that fast.. I ran towards her to see what was wrong.. and there on her stringer is a water moccasin snake feasting on her catch of fish.. I didn't know rather to beat that snake off her stringer, or try to catch her.. I figured either way.. I was gonna lose. If I caught her, and let the snake eat her fish.. she would never understand that.. she had caught more fish then me by then.. and if I scared the snake away to save her fish.. I might never find her!! So, you say.. did she ever go with me again? YeP.. and she wanted a gun to take along, next time, too! But, she caught on and brought mace with her! And if you ask her about this.. she will say.. oh, brother! Rex has such big fishing stories.. but this one is a true one! AND..that's my story, and I am sticking to it!! [ever heard that one, Diane?]
What a TRIP!!!
~tAkE*oN*~mE~

It's Rex, posing with a fish, Diane caught!
My my, who tells the biggest fish stories on this page?
You know.. he could prevent some of this.. by writing his own pages out..
but, he is left handed!! Ha-Ha!! :)