At first I thought it was excellant to have a dog that likes to fish. Any time, any day, rain or shine, hot as hell, he is ready to go. Now I am having second thoughts about taking him anywhere, anymore. I think I will start leaving him home in his kennel. Most any day I am at Saguaro, people will come up and the first thing they say is "Hello Baxter". Do we get a "Hey Spidey and Toad(Chuckle) nice to see you? Nooooo!!! Do people ask Toad(Chuckle) and I to pose for pictures?? Noooooooo!! Do people offer us treats? Nooooooooo!! In fact, one day a fellow comes up and said, "Is that Baxter?" I responded "Yes". Then he said, "You must be Jim then". Spare me. . The dog doesn't even care if we catch fish or not. Then this Monday, Toad(Chuckle) and I were enjoying one good fishing day out of a hundred, and Mrs. Bayou asks if they can borrow Baxter to help locate the fish. Next time I go, I am taking Herm, our cat. At the very least, he may get excited about fish in the boat. Baxter could care less. He's more of a thong dog. At the ramp, the women love Baxter and ignore me. What about me? I need love too.