Bruce caught this ugly big catfish off of the back of our houseboat on Saturday. It was 6 1/2 pounds. Luckily he had the fishing pole through the boat rails or it definitely would have taken it with him. And Ronnie was pawing at it and it was too funny. She didn't quite know what to think. They did end up cleaning it and giving it to people that will use/eat it. We did not keep any. Only Big Bob that used to run the marina can make catfish that tastes great as far as I'm concerned. At least they are fun to catch. Bruce pretty much enjoys any fish he reels in just for the sport and fun of it. And I have to admit I obviously whip out the camera every time so apparently I like it also. But I would much rather see him fill the fishing basket with perch, bluegill, and crappies. Nothing better than fresh caught fish filets fried up for dinner! Yum yum!