Fred off to fish at early thirty. I slept in. Made some phone calls. Dora had a good Mother's Day. Fred caught some fish. Nice big mouth bass. He gave all to Dick even tho I am willing to cook as much fish as he would like, might even eat some. Ran into the awning strut and spent most of the afternoon with an ice pack. Did get the RV policed up 'cause we hit the road again in the morning. Jigger hates it when Fred is gone, whines and paces. She likes us up in a clump.