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The anglers friend

An angler I have been for years,on canals,lakes and sea. Had lots of bites and seen some sights,but one stands out for me. I sat alone in the dark as quiet as can be. I heard a sound and looked around a fox sat next to me. I gave that fox some of my bait, he wolfed it down with glee. Then after that for about an hour we both gazed out to sea.