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I went out to my minnow bucket, shinner to some of you, and there was one minnow left in the bucket. He must have been there for at least a week because that was the last time I bought any minnows. I figured if he survived for that long, he must have mission and I was going to help him fulfil that mission. I put him on my hook and set him out.
A little while later I noticed my line was moving. Rats, I caught a gar. We call gar, a trash fish even though a lot of Cajun people like to grind them up and make them into gar balls. I let the little fellow go.
It has been my observation that when the gars are biting, nothing else is. I may try again later.