The big (wet) guy

More: Gus recently ate (9) dry flies out of a fly box I was packing for a fishing trip up to the Au Sable River in Michigan. He seemed to favor the drake style dry, as it incorporates an array of wonderful natural materials like deer hair, pheasant tails, and rooster hackle. He also ate a few soft hackles because of the grouse feathers, I think. He’s the only dog in the world that would cause me to cash out an I Bond to pay for emergency surgery, and my wife and I (still married) were happy to do it. Apart from delaying our angling plans, Gus loves to play fetch in the backyard and to swim in all the plentiful, remote lakes of Michigan.