You Can't Go To Texas Without Doin' Some Fishin'...

and that's what we did on our last day before heading back to Minnesota.  Grandpa has been stocking his pond for a couple years now, as well as feeding the poor little boogers every morning, so it was no surprise that we caught one after another.  They've become so used to getting fed that they didn't even hesitate each time the line was cast.  We did throw every single one back, so I didn't feel quite as bad.  Brody had a great time learning how to reel in his catch, and I am certain he'll want to try his hand at fishing on our next big adventure in Texas.