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I'd walked down to the river earlier in the week and the stream that was flowing between the bank and the beach had turned into a trickle. There were hundreds of baby cat fish trapped in the cut off water going back and forth in an enlarged fish tank of sorts. I was thinking by the weekend I'd have to go down there and dig a 20 foot long six inch deep trench to the river for them to escape or get a bucket and spend an hour catching them. I wasn't looking forward to stepping into the cold water but when I walked down to see if that dreaded day had come the river had risen, re-connected with the creek, and all the baby catfish had returned to the river.