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ERNIE CAUGHT A FISH














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THE FISH.

I let Ernie off thinking he would go into the water. He ran over to two fishermen and their boys bringing in their boat. Next thing I knew he had his head in the fish box. No Ernie….too late. He started running down the beach with the stolen fish. I heard one man say that was the best fish they ever caught and start to chase Erns.

 I told them to stop as being chased by people is a favourite game of  his. We all waited. He stopped several feet from us daring someone to come and get him. We waited. Ernie teased. I stood still trying to work out a way to get him,  knowing as soon as I moved he would let me almost touch him and run away laughing. His eyes never leaving me he teased us. This was a favourite game I was having trouble breaking.

 

Ernie then demonstrated how to kill things giving the fish a good shaking. I knew he would loose it and sure enough out flew the fish dropping not far from me. Oh yuck… do I have to pick it up. Ewwww. Erns started looking for it. While his back was turned I ran grabbed the fish and ran up the beach trying to hold the stinky thing away from me. Well we all know it is useless trying to out run a Labrador, but I was desperate. My arm was getting tired and dropping. Ernie was getting closer. Leave Ernie..I couldn't hold that stinky fish up any more.....Ernie leave...  Leave.. He grabbed the fish, I yanked and he slowed down to eat the bit in his mouth.

 

I heard someone say throw it. My throwing skills are not as good as Ernies catching skills. As I watched the fish fly straight up in the air I wished I had never sat on the couch teaching him to catch, pillows, toys, magazines, rolled up blankets etc.  

 

Ernie positioned himself. I swear I heard him call.. Mine.. mine, I got it..I got it.. Mr bad hips, bandy boy leapt up and caught the fish mid air. He was so excited he ran straight into the arms of the boy who managed to rescue the mangled fish.

 

I was so embarrassed I apologised. Knowing I couldn’t replace it slunk off to the car muttering all sorts of nasty words to Ernie.

 While I was putting on his harness a woman asked what time was the next show.

 

 

 
















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