Pet Cemetary Part 1

[Caddfly]

A while back, my wife really wanted a kitten. I wasn't so keen with the idea, but decided to use this "need" of hers as leverage. We got the cat and my pre-marital fishing rights have been reinstated. I thought this as a most wonderful idea. Well, school/air force/work happened to take the majority of my time and it feels like I've been scammed.

Back to the story. So I get home yesterday and the cat (psycho 7 month tabby) is sitting there in the living room. Next to her lies one of my dun saddles. GRRRRRR. Surrounding her, in a 10 radius, lies around 35 8" dun hackles. Bigger GRRRRRRRRRR. After some useless yelling and considering a new shipment of orange and white fur dubbing, I picked them all up.

Later that night I'm watching TV (24...good show) I hear some rustling going on in the next room. Next thing I see is the blur of this psycho animal with one of my brown necks. More yelling and reconstruction of tying bench and drawers. I always used to leave out a neck after tying or during a break, but now, I might have to set up a perimeter of mint leaves and soak my wife's scrapbook area with catnip.

Last fall I left my gear in my trunk after going up to Daniels, and some pesky rodent somehow got in there and decided to shred my wool gloves and intertwine that wool nest with my sinking line. I needed to replace my line anyways, but blaming it on a mouse is always better.

Animals belong in little plastic dubbing compartments or on a dried patch of hair, ultimately on a size 16 hook.

Just venting...anybody else have pet horror stories?

CADDFLY

[Flyin' Brian]

I used to have a considerable quantity of pheasant tails that were still in the clump. My dog got into them, he made quite a mess of my tying room. My remaining pheasant tails are in much smaller pieces now. I have put up a pet gate now also, that keeps him out when I am not there.

[Mike]

All necks, skins, capes, feathers and patches of fur are stored in storage boxes in my house. Our cat has a similar affinity for carrying off incredibly expensive pieces of dead animal and chewing them up.

My only other fly fishing pet horror story comes courtesy of my dog -- via the same evil cat mentioned above. Before getting married in 1999 B.C. (Before Cat) I used to leave all sorts of fly fishing gear laying arond the house.

One morning I awoke early to find my dog staring at me in bed. She had something in her mouth. It was still too dark to see what, but no matter... As she was still a bit of a puppy at the time, carrying junk around she wasn't supposed to wasn't that uncommon. I reached out, grabbed whatever it was and pulled.

Her entire head then proceeded to move with my tugging. I flipped on the light to discover a size 4 Mickey Finn hooked in her front lip, barb and all. It seems the cat had been playing with some streamers I had left on the counter, managing to knock one to the floor for my dog's consumption.

If I had known what the vet was about to charge to remove the hook, I'd probably have pushed it through, crimped the barb and pulled it out myself. @#$@#! cats!

[cheech]

a size 4 Mickey Finn hooked in her front lip, barb and all.


you should have takin a picture and sent it to PETA with a caption.

"I seen your ad about dog fishin'. it's fun."

[Cary]

My dog got into my bass bug spinning hair once. The multi-collored turds he left in the yard were quite pretty.

[THeBLender]

You can get some mighty fine dubbing off that cat!

Tom's Ear Pheasant Tail?

When I had him, I took a few whiskers off my German Shepard's chin for a "quill" effect...

[Lonnie]

We've got a Rat terrier puppy (8 months old) at our house. So far the only tying stuff that's fallen victim to her mouth is a pack of peacock herl, some cheap deer hair and single turkey quill. Seems she has a preference for wires (cords, speaker wire, hands free cell phone head sets etc....)

L

[Telefish]

I took my Great Dane pup fishing last fall. He was only about four months old and it was his first time fishing. We walked way up river so as not to disturb anyone during our training. I get him settled on the bank, even staked him down so he wouldn't be able to wander too far. I proceed to rig up my rod while the pup plays on the bank. Nothing happening on top so I tie on a double nymph rig...two flies, weight, indicator... now I'm ready to fish! I pull the leader tight to strip out some line and it falls into a pile near my feet. Fly line is no match for puppy teeth. I bought double taper next time.

[Sumner Newman]

Sorry guys, but IMHO, any of you who have chosen to allow a cat in your house deserve exactly what you get!! :-)

NO cats in this boy's house. Never have been. Never will be. Dogs either.

[Crosby]

I have a buddy in SLC that bought an expensive Gordon Setter. Had it maybe 2 months and he went into his basement to see that the dog had swallowed 1/2 of a bass fishermans tackle box. His wife is a radiologist assistant or something and took the dog into the hospital for an X-ray. Sure enough a ball of lures and monofiliament in it's stomach. They took the X-ray and the dog to the vet. They put the dog in one room and looked the X-ray over in the next. They had to operate. Well the vet got in there and there was nothing. The dog had puked it all up in a nice ball in the other room while they were looking at the X-ray. $425.00 for nada.
I also had a buddies lab while duck hunting come back with a huge flatfish sticking it's top and bottom jaw together. That was an ugly deal .

[Mason]

My new puppy got hold of a brand new red fox squirrel tail of mind. I didn't even know it was gone until he came back into the room with a small clump of the hair hanging off his chin. Kind of funny. Guess it wouldn't have been had it been a #1 whiting cape though.

[nightfish]

I've had a fair amount of damage to materials by pets. I lost a chartreuse calftail to a schnauzer, and my last cat turned more than a few spools of thread into birdsnests, she fell in love with some sculpin wool patches, and helped me sort feathers from a couple of saddles, including my cree.

I no longer have the cat (or any other pets)...the cat is now in a flytying free household with a toddler that is getting revenge for me. In a way, she'll always be with me...I can't seem to get rid of all the hair she shed.

[Baiter]

Nightfish,

15 years, 3 houses later I still will find a micro fuzzball from my wifes former cat everyonce in a while. Seems like it magically reappears on the back of furniture.

They are nasty and I agree with Sumner!

Dan