After a long day at work I thought I would wind down by spending a few hours fishing. Been getting whooped by the cats the last week so I wasn't expecting much. After about an hour of nothing I reeled one of my poles in and began throwing some bass lures. Had a little more luck at that but still nothing big. Right as I was about to call it a night, the pole that still had catfish bait on it exploded. I grabbed it and "put the lock jaw" on him. That ends the drought for me. It never has took me this long to bring home a catfish good enough to fillet. Like I told Moose this evening, I blame the delay on bass fishing haha.
And the Little One of the house does her normal pose with a catfish.