So, I'm cleaning up in the kitchen when my young son runs by me with a plastic fishing pole in his hand. Two things register almost at once ... first he has run into the bathroom and second he was saying "I'm going fishing".
I follow behind quite quickly only to see him with the fishing pole line being gently lowered into the ... dog food bag ... phew!!!
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