In a message dated 10/15/2004 10:16:28 AM, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
Fred is a genuine Whiting Farms brood stock rooster. The best of the
best! He is a much sought after Cree of the highest grade we've ever
seen.
Shucks Byard, all I'd do is ruin poor Fred.  When I look at him, all I see are piles of Adams, Woolybuggers and a myriad of tiny dry flys filling up my boxes.  I'd bet you could tie enough flys from ole Fred worth triple his cost.  He is handsome though. Why not get Fred a hen so I could tie some wets and emergers while I'm defiling him?
 
Now I know you've been contemplating parting with dear Fred for a while but folks like me don't appreciate such art but think only of how many thousand flys he'd produce.  My mind thinks of how tough he must have been after simmerin a while ... but Lord a mercy, those hackles!
 
BTW, how did you get Dr. Tom to part with such a beauty?  Which came first, DonO or the egg?
 
pluckin, duckin & runnin,
 
Murf (obsessive-compulsive hackle plucker)

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