Project "Cats to a Good Home" Report
Posted: June 22nd, 2017, 12:07 pm
Few folks might remember my offer of free brown bullheads to anyone wanting them. Well, mission complete and have a feeling the tale will tickle a few funny bones (at least did my own!).
First the fairly straight-forward fish catching side of the story. Started by gathering up free soldier fly larvae out of the compost bin. Had used them a previous trip targeting bluegills and discovered the cats like them just as much as the panfish do.
As luck would have it I only had the time to go mid-day and found the cat bite quite a bit slower than the previous evening bite I enjoyed... still, with a bit of patience I put together a fairly nice mess of fish for a friend of Salty Gator's.
Caught all the cats from my dock, but after putting up with a slow bite ended the day by quickly canoeing to a few spots I know hold brim during the spawning season. Between a few bluegills caught from the dock mixed with those caught from the canoe, I caught a few nice slabs!
Biggest one of the bunch had a mouth even tougher than the cats!
This one wasn't the biggest I caught, but stripes were visible before I pulled it out of the water and I thought for a second an Ecky sheepie found its way to the pond.
Another big blue...
And finally one that couldn't have shined any more if coated with glass...
Which brings me to the funny part of the tale. Having read that putting catfish into clean water helps eliminate a bit of "muddy" flavor, I took the quite lively cats off the stringer and put them into two small styrofoam coolers filled with crystal clean well water, and around 5pm headed to Salty Gator's office hoping he'd be there until the office closed at 6 (he actually had messaged me he had to leave early but I didn't see it until it was too late
).
So here I am filthy from picking soldier fly maggots out of wet compost, covered in catfish slime, and fairly soaked from putting the feisty cats into the coolers.
Walk into Salty Gator's office and am met by a super friendly woman, albeit one who looks concerned at what I might have inside of a styrofoam cooler just before closing time.
She kindly asks what she can do for me, and I reply, "I'm here to meet up with the Doc so he can euthanize some catfish for me."
Looking both perplexed and a bit horrified, she tells me that Salty had to leave early for a meeting and that she's afraid he won't be able to euthanize them until the next day. Not quite ready to give up the attempt at humor, I make things worse by replying that not only did I bring one small cooler but have a second filled with more catfish I need to be euthanized. Finally sensing that ***MAYBE*** euthanizing jokes are best not shared in a vet setting, I give up the joke and explain that the fish are for a friend of Salty Gator's to prep for cooking.
She touches base with Salty and I think the catfish may have actually made it to the intended target, though I can't say for certain. For Salty's sake I hope so!
First the fairly straight-forward fish catching side of the story. Started by gathering up free soldier fly larvae out of the compost bin. Had used them a previous trip targeting bluegills and discovered the cats like them just as much as the panfish do.
As luck would have it I only had the time to go mid-day and found the cat bite quite a bit slower than the previous evening bite I enjoyed... still, with a bit of patience I put together a fairly nice mess of fish for a friend of Salty Gator's.
Caught all the cats from my dock, but after putting up with a slow bite ended the day by quickly canoeing to a few spots I know hold brim during the spawning season. Between a few bluegills caught from the dock mixed with those caught from the canoe, I caught a few nice slabs!
Biggest one of the bunch had a mouth even tougher than the cats!
This one wasn't the biggest I caught, but stripes were visible before I pulled it out of the water and I thought for a second an Ecky sheepie found its way to the pond.

Another big blue...
And finally one that couldn't have shined any more if coated with glass...
Which brings me to the funny part of the tale. Having read that putting catfish into clean water helps eliminate a bit of "muddy" flavor, I took the quite lively cats off the stringer and put them into two small styrofoam coolers filled with crystal clean well water, and around 5pm headed to Salty Gator's office hoping he'd be there until the office closed at 6 (he actually had messaged me he had to leave early but I didn't see it until it was too late

So here I am filthy from picking soldier fly maggots out of wet compost, covered in catfish slime, and fairly soaked from putting the feisty cats into the coolers.
Walk into Salty Gator's office and am met by a super friendly woman, albeit one who looks concerned at what I might have inside of a styrofoam cooler just before closing time.
She kindly asks what she can do for me, and I reply, "I'm here to meet up with the Doc so he can euthanize some catfish for me."


Looking both perplexed and a bit horrified, she tells me that Salty had to leave early for a meeting and that she's afraid he won't be able to euthanize them until the next day. Not quite ready to give up the attempt at humor, I make things worse by replying that not only did I bring one small cooler but have a second filled with more catfish I need to be euthanized. Finally sensing that ***MAYBE*** euthanizing jokes are best not shared in a vet setting, I give up the joke and explain that the fish are for a friend of Salty Gator's to prep for cooking.
