This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...The damn fish look as if they are barely under the water. But he remembered that the article said this could be very deceiving. Turning to Lobo who was sitting quietly only a couple of feet away watching intently, "Okay, this time I'm going to guess the fish is a foot under the water unless I can see a fin sticking up. Hmmm, but the stream is about thirty feet wide here. Fuck it. I'm damn sure not a mathematician. If the fish was twenty feet away, I should aim eight inches low, so I'll try to aim that eight inches low and add a bit. Can't do any worse than I've been doing."
After a few minutes, he saw another ripple in the water along the opposite bank. He drew the bow, hardly feeling the pain in his side with the excitement of trying to hit the fish, sighted at the faint image, dropped his aim a guessed-at ten inches, knowing he was sighting too low, and released the arrow. The water exploded among the cattails. Startled, he almost dropped the bow, then with a shout, grabbed the line and began pulling before reason exerted itself and he changed to using the reel.
Lobo suddenly became extremely interested, pacing back and forth as Morales reeled the mostly dead fish in. When the human knelt to release the barb in order to pull the arrow back through the fish, Lobo stood staring down at the fish with "lunch" written all over his face.
"No, Lobo. This one weighs about five pounds. With another like it, we can both have enough for lunch and dinner tonight, and probably still have a little left to dry for our larder."
Morales put the fish well back from the bank and cautioned Lobo to not try to eat it. Taking station again, Morales waited for another fish.
Lobo, now fully understanding what the human was trying to do, began walking back up the side of the stream, his sharp eyes intently searching the water near the edge. The human's method was indeed strange, but catching a fish was easy. Just as Morales looked around to see where the wolf was, Lobo sprang high in the air to come down with a loud splash, and… came up with a fish bigger than Morales'...
"Well, shit," the human mumbled.
Have a goodun;