All day at the Dash Point Pier and nothing on the hook. I was determined so one last cast. Halfway through me reeling in my cast, wham I got a hit. The pole was bent like a horse shoe. I knew it was a big one. My boys were waiting in anticipation. A minute later and I saw a big flash of white and knew I was close to bringing the only catch up. At that moment I could not believe my eyes. I did not only catch one fish but the fish I caught was getting eaten by a Dogfish. The fish I caught was a Ratfish that was about a foot long. The Dogfish was about 4 foot long. The day still ended with no fish in the bucket but one good story for a great Father's Day.