Times have been peacefull in the pond of late, lots of rain and mud provide an adequate moat to keep the humans away. Relax, and enjoy the plentiful eating my fellow fish.

(Insert "Jaws" music here) The day is dry, the remote ponds are accessible and the dark shadow of the canoe casts ominous shadows like a storm cloud closing in. Had the denizens of the pond known it was Rick on the other side of the shadow, they would have all swum away. But alas, another pond succumbs to the ravage of Rick's tight lines.