One badass fisherdog

Dear Diary, 

We went up to the Poudre (that's POO-DER, not Poo-dray) Canyon for camping.  I remember when I was little and I dove into the water to catch a fish, but that's not really fishing.  NOW I am a fisherdog!  Dad and I caught dozens of fish.  I helped.  I watched the lure really close and when the fish got close I caught it in my mouth and we caught it! 

I am a-w-e-s-o-m-e!! 
Love, Hank