Feeling the Bass

When we were fishing on the dock at the lake near a big mansion, my dad caught a bass fish. We got to feel it. It was slimy and gooey. It felt kinda good. We had to put it back in the water because I didn't want it to die. My dad took the hook out when the fish was laying on the dock. Then the fish jumped right back into the water and he swam far far away. I love to check out fish and explore them. Thanks, dad. You're the best dad ever. Here is a picture I drew about touching the bass.