while I can still remember to. I just found 26 squirrel tails in the freezer I had put there about two years ago along with several bucktails.
Does this mean the “HOME” is just around the corner?
Don’t worry, Steve… When the “time’s right”, THE HOME will come to YOU, no need to go looking!?!
Besides, putting the tails, in the freezer, do you have ANY idea whatsoever as to WHY you put that many in there, to begin with? That, alone, is another “sign from above”, to consider!
Just wait, until you spend 20 minutes laying out the right hook size, preparing the hackle, pre-cutting the ribbing material to length and then… after getting up for only 3 minutes to pour a cup of tying coffee… you sit back down at your vise and suddenly HAVE NO IDEA whatsoever, what the fly is, or was, that you’d just prepped everything for!?!
Steve & Paul;
Welcome to my world!! There a millions of us you know, so we are not alone.
Steve, if your wife found them, it would be the “doghouse”…
Ed
…Yeah…Gives new meaning to your telling her you’ve been “saving up” for her new fur coat. I hope you like your food & water in bowls & that it’s warm outside! :rolleyes:
Mike
Paul,
Gee-wizz, happens to me while just sitting there at the vice in mid ty! I don’t drink coffee so it must be all of that green tea with honey and ginseng.
Steve,
So long as the squirrels were shot and consumed in a normal fashion I am not worried about you. However, should I come down there and see 26 squirrels running about with no tails you may qualify for the special fly fishing jacket that has the arms buckled in the back!:shock::lol::rolleyes:
Better get busy while your mind’s still clear, 26 tails will build a lot of flies…
Maybe you oughta get a couple hundred hooks:)…Modocdan
Admitting your faults is a waste of energy, as you will (if you have not already) find someone to share your life with who will repeatedly point them out to you anyway.
I don’t admait to my faults. Just covering my casting alone would require about 5000 words.
Well, I’ll admit mine…and that’s that last year I was conceited…but this year I’m perfect:rolleyes:
Exactly, ducksterman and THAT’S HOW… I became “a SAINT”! DShock Dougy, saw that I was perfect and had no faults and immediately dubbed me “a Saint”!
Isn’t it, refreshing, to be perfect for a change?
It’s such a relief:cool: