My dad used to have a clubhouse with a pond. The pond had Brim in it that he trained by feeding them everyday at the same time. They would come swimming to the same spot and start jumping around in a frenzy when they heard his truck. When we would fish and he would catch smaller ones — he would throw them over the bank so that other fish would have less competition and would be allowed to grow larger. I used to rescue them as a kid. I couldn’t stand to watch them die. I would climb down the bank and scoop them up and put them back in the water as he looked away.
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About Mac McRae
I am a digital illustrator who makes postmodern whimsical monsters, people, animals and fish for kid's products and companies that are young at heart.