By the Pond
Arnie reeled in his prize: a bluegill barely bigger than his hand, not even two pounds. it flopped and thrashed as arnie pulled it up over the dock, stopping when the bobber reached the tip of the pole. “look at that!” lenora hollered. “you got it!”
Kenapocomoco
And, bluegill, yes, and red horse suckers. yes, fish. many native kinds. and, oh, the thrill of making the catch! with a line, or with your bare paws (as otters could do, and often did).
Max and Myles: Chapter 3 - Part 1 - Sophy and Karu
All he managed to swat out of a nearby creek was a small bluegill for her.