My First Day I Caught a Fish

This was my first day I caught a fish. I loved catching it. And I also caught it at the last 30 seconds. A nice, friendly man helped me catch it and helped my mommy know how to cast the pole. Like in the picture, we took a picture of the man holding the fish in front of me because I didn't want to hold it. I watched a different person who gutted it for me. I saw mine get gutted and then I saw another one get gutted that ate some sunflower seeds. My mommy cooked it for me, but then I didn't eat it because I didn't wanna eat it. My mommy ate it.

Possum in the Flowers

Last month somebody's dog found the possum in our yard and we went and looked at it and I couldn't find my camera, so I couldn't take a picture of it. But my mommy did, fortunately. And I'm so glad that my mommy took pictures. It was as big as an envelope. It lumped around in the grass and we tried not to scare it and when my mommy opened up the door to get the paper, she screamed because the possum was right on our doorsteps. It was like it was wanting to come in.