The Bozos

Recently I came across this essay by fly fishing writer Greg Thomas. Every time I read it I think back to growing up with our bozo Labradors Benny and Bailey. It depicts life with hounds like these that every lab owner can appreciate. Both Benny and Bailey are long gone, Benny back in my early teens and Bailey one year after I left for school in Bozeman. It would have been great to have had a pup as my co-pilot on all those long icy drives to and from school. I look forward to the day I can afford to have one myself even if it comes with all the licking, scratching, room clearing, garbage dumping and neighborhood cat terrorizing.

From Greg Thomas's blog, Angler's Tonic:

"Shadow and her son, Moose, vying for bite time. I’m on night one of a five-day trip to Idaho’s Clearwater River, an attempt to land and release as many of those big, meaty B-run steelhead as is humanly possible. But it’s 4 o’clock in a narrow, mountain canyon and, to my surprise, already dark. Suddenly, I have no idea what I’ll do during the 14 hours before daylight returns, sentenced to the back of the truck with two spoiled Labrador retrievers." Read more here: Fishing Labs