Cat fishing flycast

Hickory, cat number one, knows the fly is not reeal and has learned to suspend disbelief, like any nineteenth century poet, but the outdoor Cats, Roody and Ocean here, just think I'm being weird. Later, out back in the weeds, I will try some long-casting instead of just dapping like you see here ... and then we'll see who's a fool and a pussy. Probably have to wait till Spring, but I can take the time to tie up some new flies. I can make a mouse from Deer hair .... i have a couple I did right here, then try one out some night soon when it's still and not a creature is stirring. You know the kind of night I mean.