I like dogs. Know why? I’ll tell you why. They don’t get on my fly tying desk and steal my tools like my wife’s cat does! Dang beady eyed fuzzy took my hackle pliers, and I have looked all over for them. They were literally here 20 minutes ago, in use.
That’s what happens I guess when I leave the door open and I’m not in the room.
When she was a puppy one of my dogs got into the fly tying stuff – caught her running around the house with a rooster neck in her mouth. We’d been play-training with grouse wings for a while, so getting into something feathered was understandable. It wasn’t badly damaged, but I made sure everything was out of reach after that.
Never owned a cat, though I do like them. But they are sneaky little devils.
That’s understandable. Our cats even like to play with my pheasant tails. But this cat has been getting up on her hind legs and looking at what I have. We have lever door handles on all the doors, so you just have to push down on them to open the doors, she is big enough and smart enough that she opens doors that you have to push open. The only door she can’t open is the front door because she has to pull to open. But she’s working on it.
She once stole my son’s eye glasses. This was about two years ago and we still have not found them.
I completely cleaned everything off my desk just to see if my pliers were buried under something. Nope, nowhere to be found at all anywhere in that room.
I did end up getting a free one from the local fly shop. They were the last style they had and the clerk who knows me pretty well said to just take them. Walked out of there with about a handful of dry flies he tied that he wants me to try out. I couldn’t pass that up. With everything I had walking out of there I should have spent close to $50, but I spent $7.98. It’s not who YOU know, but WHO knows you that counts.
But being a man of faith, I have to believe He was involved in it.