OK, we're here at grandma and grandpas (a couple of hours from Paticks) and yesterday we went for a swim in Lake Geneva. Now, I've been swimming in this lake since I was a kid, but now I'm not sure I'm going back in that water.
So I'm swimming just beyond the beach buoy when something actually BIT my toe. Mind you, this wasn't a little fish nip, it was a chomp. Yikes! My first thought was I got my toe caught in the buoy chain, but when I looked back, the buoy was a few yards away. Needless to say, I swam like an olympian back to shore. I ran to DH (out of kids earshot) and showed him the bite. He just rolled his eyes and told me it was a popcan or something. A POPCAN! Look at the teethbites!
What the heck you all got swimmin' in these waters?! I'm from the land of 10,000 lakes, and our waters are much tamer than this.
Sheesh, you'd think this was another SSB tale.