We were on a walk and stopped to admire a stranger's caught fish. He offered one and we accepted. I asked him to hoist it into our wagon, next to Lola so we could get it home. I know in the picture it's just a fish. But it's a fish the size of Canon/Coco. And it's alive. And it doesn't "love" wagon rides. It also didn't love getting put into a couple grocery bags or the car ride to Johnson's house. Long story short, Cody calls Johnson to help. We went to his house where his permanent fish cleaning station is set up on his deck next to an ELECTRIC filet knife. The kids got to touch the gills and teeth while Calan kept asking for body part souvenirs.
Luckily for him Johnson gave both Calan and Case a set of antlers that he had hanging next to 20 other sets.
