Dennis lost all hope when he went fishing but didn't catch anything all day. But suddenly, his fishing rod started pulling. And it was pulling hard. He had been fishing in these waters for years but had never experienced anything like this before. 

Dennis realized what he had caught. He knew he should have left it alone...

After almost an hour of battling the rod, he finally reeled the monster in. He had never seen anything like this before. Dennis needed to take a closer look, but when he did, the creature started acting very aggressively toward him. It twisted and turned, and it eventually managed to bite Dennis in his arm. Dennis was in real danger here...

Dennis' arm was bleeding and wstarted to swell up. Dennis was freaking out. He wanted to throw the monster back into the water, but just as he was about to throw it, he noticed something strange about the fish. Something that could explain what this bizarre creature was…

When Dennis was sure about what he saw, tears lit up in his eyes. He immediately called the police. Everybody needed to know about his discovery.

But what creature had Dennis pulled out from the water? How had it gotten there, and why did this discovery bring Dennis to tears?

What was so surprising was that Dennis caught the monster at his favorite fishing spot. Dennis and his granddad have caught thousands of fish here, but they've never caught anything like this. Sadly, his granddad wasn't here anymore to see Dennis' greatest catch.

Dennis often went on his fishing trip with one or more of his buddies. They would drive their small boat out to a location and spend all day together. But today, on the death day of his granddad, none of his friends were available…

Going out onto the water alone was not an option. It could be dangerous if something goes wrong and you are all alone. You would need somebody there. But Dennis needed a distraction today, so he ensured he could go out onto the water that day.

Dennis ran out of options, so he ended up posting an invitation on a forum board for local fishermen, asking if somebody wanted to join him out on the water today. And luckily, it did not take long before he got a reaction.

Dennis got a message in his inbox from a fisher who had only joined the forum 2 weeks ago. He would have liked to find somebody with more experience, but nobody else reacted, and Dennis really didn't want to be alone today. So this rookie would have to do.

Dennis would pick up the rookie in a bar the next town over, and then they would drive to one of his favorite spots. In remembrance of his granddad, Dennis wanted to go to their favorite spot. He was always guaranteed a couple of good catches here, and he thought this might be fun for the rookie.

After an hour of driving, Dennis finally arrived at the bar. He walked inside and instantly felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to find the rookie and leave this place as soon as possible. But suddenly, chills ran down his spine, and his heart started racing. It felt like he was being watched…

Dennis wanted to stay and wait for the rookie, but the longer he stayed, the more unsafe he felt. Finally, he couldn't stand the feeling anymore. Dennis decided to leave the bar and get back to the car. But when he stood up and tried to leave, he noticed someone was following him.

As he walked to the exit, he heard footsteps coming behind him. Dennis quickly ran back to the car and tried to get the keys out of his pocket. But just when he was about to unlock the car, he felt a hand on his shoulder…

Dennis turned around in fear and saw a casually dressed middle-aged man with a beard. "Hey, I've been looking for you!" the stranger said. Dennis couldn't stand it anymore: "Who are you, and why are you following me?!".

"I'm so sorry if I scared you. I am Drake, the rookie from the forum! I get so nervous around new people, I didn't know how to approach you, so I was just sitting in the bar until I saw you leave". Dennis got a weird feeling about this guy. It all sounded like an odd lie, and besides, Drake doesn't even look like a fisher!

After getting to know each other better, Drake told Dennis that he didn't have much fishing experience, but he felt like this was his passion. Dennis told him he would teach him a thing or two. Dennis still didn't completely trust Drake, but maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

Drake started telling Dennis about his newly found, great fishing career on the ride over to the lake. Drake began to brag about his 'skills' and told Dennis all about how he should be fishing and what rods and lures he needed to use. "Maybe one day you will be as great as I am!" he said. 

Dennis tried to be nice, but he was getting more and more annoyed at the rookie. Who did he think he was, trying to tell him what to do?! Dennis had been fishing for over a decade. He learned all his skills from the greatest fisherman he knew: his granddad. There was no better teacher than him, right?

When they got to the water, they unloaded the boat together. Which, surprisingly, went really smoothly. It seemed like Drake had finally stopped trying to be the expert. But Dennis wasn't ready to let it go just yet. Drake had something waiting for him...

Out on the water, Dennis was ready to show that he didn't need any advice from anyone. He wanted to show off who's the real fishing expert amongst them. But this did not go to plan at all. Dennis was embarrassing himself and his granddad with what he did next...

While Drake was reeling in fish after fish, Dennis could not even get a guppy on the boat. How is this possible?! Dennis always caught the biggest fish here, but maybe he wasn't as good as he thought he was. Perhaps he needed his granddad more than he thought he would.

Drake really needed to pee, but as they were on a small, wooden fisherman's boat, there was no toilet. He had no choice but to pee off the other side of the ship, so he did. While Drake was peeing, Dennis quickly went through his fishing gear. Surprisingly, most of it seemed familiar to him. But this one particular thing really stood out...

Drake had a few really odd-looking lures Dennis had never seen before. Could this be what gave him all the success? But then he heard Drake coming back from the front of the boat. Without looking, Dennis quickly grabbed one of those unique lures.

As Drake was pulling in another catch just minutes later, Dennis quickly changed his lure to the one he stole from Drake. While Dennis was putting it on, he took a closer look at it. It looked so weird. He could not imagine getting even one fish with this. Dennis didn't know he minutes away from the greatest catch ever...

It only took a few minutes before something started pulling on Dennis his line. And it started pulling hard. He was so caught off guard by it he almost let his rob slip. He had never experienced anything like this before. How was this possible?!

Dennis regained his composure just in time and started fighting the fish. This was bigger, heavier, and stronger than anything he had caught before. Dennis began to think this could be the biggest monster he had ever caught. And he was right.

Dennis's hands and arms were sore from fighting the fish. Dennis started wondering what he could have possibly hooked that would put up such a fight. Neither of them had ever experienced anything like this before. This kind of strength did not come from any creature known to man...

Dennis didn't want to admit it, but to get the fish out of the water, he needed Drake's help to steer the boat in the right direction. Drake didn't hesitate a second and jumped to the steering wheel. They were working together like they had been a duo for years.

Dennis tried to hold on to his rod, but the monster was pulling too hard. Dennis didn't want to admit it, but he realized he couldn't do it alone. So he shouted to Drake: "What are you doing?! Come over here and help me!". 

With Drake's help, he managed to reel in the final meters of line. After battling the monster for half an hour, they finally caught a glimpse of the horrifying creature. Drake got the shock of his life and let go of the rod.

Drake quickly ran back to the steering wheel and sailed away. Minutes later, he realized Dennis wasn't on the boat anymore. He must've fallen off the boat when Drake let go of the rod. Drake quickly turned the boat around in the hope of finding his friend…

Drake sailed back to where they were before, but there was no sign of Dennis. Drake started stressing out. What if the monster has gotten him? He needed to find Dennis as soon as possible. Just when he was about to give up all hope, he saw something floating in the distance…

It was Dennis! Drake quickly sailed towards him and pulled Dennis out of the water. Dennis was pissed and yelled, "How could you ever leave me alone?!". He still wanted to chase the monster. They are way too invested to just let it go now.

"It's your fault we lost the monster, and besides that, you almost got me killed!" Dennis yelled at Drake. "I should've never taken a rookie with me. I knew you weren't ready for this". Drake was overwhelmed with a feeling of guilt, "We will find back your rod and reel in the biggest catch of your life, I promise."

They were determined to find the rod and the monster that was hopefully still hooked onto it. Dennis told Drake where he saw the rod a few minutes ago. And surely, after a few minutes of searching, they found his rod floating in the sea.

They caught the rod and managed to get it out of the water. The line started racing again as soon as they got a hold of it. The monster was still hooked. This time they both committed to reeling it in. And they succeeded.

After an hour-long battle, they got the monster to the surface. This time they worked together like the power duo they were meant to be. They couldn't believe their eyes when they finally got the beast out of the water...

Dennis had to know what kind of creature this was. But when they tried to inspect the animal, it started acting aggressively. Then, all of a sudden, it bit Dennis. And it bit hard. Out of shock, he threw it back into the water, but it wasn't hooked anymore this time.

Dennis' arm started to swell up, and it even turned purple after a minute. Dennis fell to the ground: "Drake, I don't feel so good…". Drake ran to the first aid kit, but there was nothing in there that could possibly help Dennis. They have to get immediate help before it's too late.

Drake immediately called the coast guard. He explained everything and even sent him pictures of Dennis' arm and the monster. They told them to stay put and try not to panic. All available emergency services are on the way…

After 30 long minutes, the coast guards arrived. Dennis has already turned completely pale. They told Drake that they won't get back in time if they traveled by boat. That's why an emergency helicopter is already on its way to get them to the hospital. 

The helicopter finally arrived. With the help of the coast guards, they got pulled up. Dennis started feeling dull. He just wanted to rest his eyes for a minute... "Hey buddy, everything is going to be alright. I'm right here. Dennis?! Stay with us! Hey!..."

Dennis woke up in the hospital and saw a policeman standing beside him. He looks at his arm, and surprisingly, everything is okay. But then, all kinds of thoughts and questions started racing through his head. What happened?!

He told the officer that Dennis and 'Drake' had found a very rare fish species. And because there is no anti-venom for his bite, this is one of the most venomous fish on the record. But if there is no anti-venom, how did Dennis survive?

The officer told him that he had gotten a blood transfusion from his friend. That blood transfusion saved his life. Dennis asked where Drake was, but the officer said there was no 'Drake,' not even in the helicopter.

The officer explained to Dennis why he was there. Dennis had made the discovery of the century, this fish has rarely ever been seen, and there are no survivors of its bite on the record. The media is waiting outside for an interview. The officer is with him for an escort.

Dennis wanted to get ready to go outside and asked if the officer would leave the room for some privacy. So Dennis got changed, and just as we were about to leave, he noticed a letter underneath the chair's pillow.

Dennis opens the letter, and 'Drake' explains everything in the letter. His actual name is James. He told Dennis that he was his long-lost brother and had been searching for him for years. When James moved to this town, he already gave up hope, but then he saw his ad on a fisher forum. 

James and Dennis were separated when their parents got divorced. Dennis was only two years old when they did, so he didn't remember anything from that time. Dennis got sent to his granddad, and James stayed with their birth mother. Their father wasn't in the picture anymore.

Ever since James has been looking for Dennis. He always felt like Dennis was near. When James finally found Dennis, he felt like he wasn't good enough for his little brother, so he left town as soon as possible. Dennis felt guilty for yelling at James before and hoped to see him again one day. 

Horse Gives Birth To Foal - The Vet Sees It, He Says 'That's Not A Foal'

Mrs. Johnson quickly noticed something was off about her horse, Daisy. She acted different than usual, restless and uneasy. Mrs. Johnson had seen this behavior before, but only with laboring horses, which was strange as Daisy never showed any signs of being pregnant. But as Daisy’s behavior only got worse, it became clear she was, in fact, in labor. 

Everyone was shocked when the foal was finally born, but not for the reason you might think…

After one final push, the foal’s head and front legs finally came out. Soon after followed the rest of the body, Daisy licked her foal clean and seemed content with everything that happened. But around her was complete silence. Everyone looked at the foal in complete shock. No one expected it to look like this…

The veterinarian, Dr. Thompson, had a pale look on his face. He hadn’t said anything to the Johnson family yet. He just quietly packed up his things. “Dr. Thompson?” Mrs, Johnson carefully asked. “Do you have an explanation for this?” But all he could do was mumble. What was going on?

“I… I’m sorry,” the veterinarian began. “I’m sorry, but this isn’t a foal.” Mrs. Johnson was dumbfounded. Not a foal? She thought. What else can it be?

But what was going on with Daisy’s foal? Why was the veterinarian acting so strangely? And how did Daisy get pregnant in the first place?

In a small town nestled deep in the countryside, there was a humble farm owned by the Johnson family. The Johnson family had been running their farm for generations, and they were known in the community for their love and care for their animals, particularly for their prized mare, Daisy.

Daisy was a beautiful black horse with a gentle character, and she was adored by everyone in the town. She had never been used for breeding, as the Johnsons primarily kept her as a companion animal. So, it came as a great surprise one spring morning when they noticed Daisy acting strangely.

She was pacing back and forth in her stall, whinnying and stomping her hooves on the ground, showing clear signs of distress. Mrs. Johnson, an experienced horsewoman, had seen this behavior before and suspected that Daisy might be in labor, which was very unusual as she hadn't shown any signs of being pregnant.

The Johnsons immediately called the local veterinarian, Dr. Thompson, who rushed to the farm as fast as he could. He had been the Johnsons' trusted vet for many years, and he knew Daisy well. When he arrived, he was greeted by an anxious Mr. Johnson, who led him to Daisy's stall.

Dr. Thompson arrived at Daisy’s stall and quickly assessed her condition. He could tell she was in labor and that the foal’s arrival was imminent. Mrs. Johnson was baffled. No stallion had been in the same stall or even the same meadow as Daisy, so how could she have fallen pregnant? 

But she soon realized that was the least of her problems. Because Daisy was about to give birth, and she needed all the help she could get. Luckily, Dr. Thompson had brought all the necessary equipment and prepared everything for when he had to use them. But first, Daisy had to try on her own.

Dr. Thompson stated Daisy was only in the first stage of her laboring process. It could take a few hours up to a day for active labor to start, so all they could do was wait. But Mrs. Johnson wasn’t one to sit still. She had to know who impregnated Daisy. Maybe that could tell her more about the foal.

They had hung camera’s around the farm after another incident that took place many years before, so all Mrs. Johnson had to do was watch back the footage. And so she did. She scanned through the footage, roughly back to where Daisy was supposedly impregnated. It wasn’t long before Mrs. Johnson noticed something very strange.

As she reviewed the footage, Mrs. Johnson's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. On the night Daisy had supposedly been impregnated, she had been alone in her stall. But she saw something extraordinary on the video, someone opened the gate, and a stallion walked in.

Mrs. Johnson immediately knew this was a premeditated act. But who would do something like this, and why? What were they getting out of it? She called her husband and Dr. Thompson, and they gathered around the computer screen to watch the baffling footage together. But then, she suddenly recognized the stallion.

It was their neighbor's stallion, Rocky. Mrs. Johnson had noticed Rocky acting strangely a few weeks before, but she had never imagined he would be the culprit behind Daisy's pregnancy. But when she looked closer, she noticed a woman had opened Daisy’s stall for Rocky, which was strange as Rocky’s owner was a widowed man.

This raised only more questions. But Mrs. Johnson had no time to dwell as Dr. Tompson called her, saying Daisy was now in active labor. Mrs. Johnson quickly rushed back to Daisy’s stall and saw her lying on the ground in distress. “It won’t be long now,” Dr. Thompson said with a smile on his face. 

You could see Daisy’s abdominal muscles visibly contracting and relaxing, indicating she was experiencing strong rhythmic contractions. But Daisy didn’t stay down on the ground. Instead, she rolled around, got up, paced around the stall, and lay down again. She looked very restless, but that would be over soon. Or so they hoped.

Daisy was breathing very heavily, and Mrs. Johnson worried about her precious horse. But Dr. Thompson assured her everything would be fine. Mrs. Johnson knew she had to trust her vet, but she couldn’t ignore Daisy’s behavior. Sweat dripped down the mare’s face, and her eyes stood wide with concern. 

Even though Dr. Tompson was the veterinarian, Mrs. Johnson knew her horse through thick and thin. So when she got the feeling something wasn’t right, she didn’t just ignore it. She told Dr. Thompson again something was wrong, but his response stayed the same. That’s when Mrs. Johnson knew she had to do something.

She looked at her husband, and he could see his wife’s worry. But what could they do? Dr. Thompson was at Daisy’s side all the time. Then Mr. Johnson suddenly knew what he had to do. He took a few steps backward, though he knew something was behind him, and tripped on purpose. 

Mrs. Johnson and Dr. Thompson gasped as they heard Mr. Johnson fall. He screamed in pain, but it didn’t hurt that much. He exaggerated to get Dr. Thompson's attention. And it worked. Because Dr. Tompson immediately rushed over to Mr. Johnson and helped him to his feet. But that wasn’t enough.

Mr. Johnson held his hand by his head and moaned in pain. “My head, it hurts. I have to lie down…" he said sickly. “Dr. Thompson, can you help me inside?” Dr. Thompson, who stood by his side holding his arm, couldn’t say no. He looked at Mrs. Johnson in an attempt for her to say, ‘I’ll do it,’ but she stayed silent.

“I’ll be back in a second. Keep a close eye on Daisy, and don’t get too close,” Dr. Thompson said when he and Mr. Johnson stumbled away. But Mrs. Johnson wasn’t going to listen. She knew what her horse needed, and that was a loving touch. So, she carefully stepped inside Daisy’s stall.

Daisy’s breathing immediately calmed down a bit when Mrs. Johnson placed her hand softly on her back. She stroked the horse’s back and gently reassured her that everything would be all right. Mrs. Johnson then looked underneath Daisy’s tail and could see her foal was almost due. But there was something wrong.

Daisy had been in labor for a very long time. And the foal should’ve been here by now. Mrs. Johnson looked as Daisy tried to push and finally realized what was going on. The foal lay breached. This was very, very bad and wouldn’t solve itself. They had to help Daisy, or else it could end badly for both of them…

Dr. Thompson returned soon after, and Mrs. Johnson immediately explained what she had seen. The vet realized the seriousness of the situation and finally caved. He agreed with Mrs. Johnson; they had to help the foal get into a better position, and quickly too. Every minute counted. 

Dr. Thompson quickly called for additional veterinary assistance, as the situation required immediate attention. Soon a team of veterinarians arrived at the farm to assist in the complicated birth. Dr. Thompson and his team of veterinary specialists worked tirelessly, using all of their expertise and equipment to assist Daisy with her delivery.

They carefully assessed the position of the foal and concurred it was presenting in a breech position, which meant that it was coming out with its behind first instead of head-first. This was a complicated situation that required immediate attention, as it could lead to complications and endanger both Daisy and the foal.

With focused precision, Dr. Thompson and his team carefully maneuvered the breech foal into the correct position for delivery. They worked with gentle but firm movements, ensuring that the foal's legs were positioned properly to minimize the risk of injury to Daisy or the foal. It was a delicate and challenging process that required quick thinking and skilled hands.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Johnson helplessly watched from the sideline. She felt horrible watching her beloved horse suffer like that. She knew pregnancy and labor had their risks, but this was unlike any other labor she had ever witnessed. She felt resentment for the person who did this to her dear Daisy.

She decided since she couldn’t assist with the birth, she would go to her neighbor's farm and confront him with the footage. She angrily knocked on his door, and he quickly opened the door. “Mrs. Johnson, what’s the matter? I was eating just eating dinner.” 

“Your dinner can wait. What have you done to Daisy?!”

Her neighbor, Phillip, looked at Mrs. Johnson with a confused expression. 

“I have no idea what you are talking about…” he said while frowning.

“Well, I’ll show you,” Mrs. Johnson said, determined. She walked through the door and put her laptop on the table. “Please, explain this, Phillip.” and she pressed play.

Phillip was stunned. That was his stallion on the footage, but he had nothing to do with it. He tried to tell Mrs. Johnson that, but she was blind with anger. So, Phillip looked at the footage again, and this time, he saw something. “Wait!” he suddenly said. “I know whose hand that is!”

But instead of explaining himself, Phillip stayed quiet. 

“Well?” Mrs. Johnson asked. “Whose hand is it? Who is the woman?” 

Phillip looked sad as if he didn’t want to tell the truth anymore. 

“It… It’s my daughter,” he quietly said. “I don’t know why, but my daughter put Rocky in Daisy’s stall.

Mrs. Johnson was just about to ask more, but she suddenly got a call. It was Dr. Thompson; the foal could come at any moment. So, she quickly rushed back to her farm, Phillip following after her. “Where have you been?” Dr. Thompson asked. “Daisy is losing a lot of blood. The foal needs to come out immediately.”

The little hooves of the foal were already sticking out, but Daisy was exhausted from the long labor. She didn’t have enough strength left to push on her own. So, Dr. Thompson put a special chain around the foal’s hooves to help Daisy. He watched her belly closely, and with every contraction, he gently pulled

It was a very stressful moment for everyone. Sweat dripped down Dr. Thompson’s forehead as he gently pulled again with the next contraction. It finally looked like it was going in the right direction. The foal came out bit by bit, and Daisy seemed to be doing good, considering the circumstances.

“Alright, one more push, Daisy!” Dr. Thompson yelled. He braced himself for the final pull, and with that, the foal plunged to the ground. Everyone sighed in relief. But that changed quickly, as the foal didn’t move. Mrs. Johnson felt a lump form in her throat as she watched Daisy lick the foal. 

Those first minutes felt like an eternity. No one could take their eyes off the foal, who still hadn’t moved. Mrs. Johnson was about to walk away when she saw a little movement. And that little movement got bigger and bigger, and suddenly, the foal tried to get up. Mrs. Johnson hugged Dr. Thompson in relief

But not everyone had a big smile on their face. Dr. Thompson looked rather pale, actually. “What are you thinking, Dr?” Mrs. Johnson asked worriedly. “That’s not a regular foal…” he carefully said. Mrs. Johnson frowned. But when she looked closer, she had to admit the foal looked very different from its parents.

“What’s wrong with it?” she asked the veterinarian. But before he had time to answer, Mrs. Johnson heard a car pulling up her driveway. Who could this be? Suddenly, Phillip walked toward the front of the house, and everything clicked. He had called his daughter

“You!” Mrs. Johnson yelled at the woman when she walked up to the stall. “You did this to my Daisy!” 

“Alright, calm down,” Dr. Thompson said, trying to diffuse the situation. “Who is this?”

“I’m Phillip’s daughter, Tilly.” the woman said. 

“She’s the one who put Rocky together with Daisy!” Mrs. Johnson yelled again.

Tilly sighed. “Yes, I did it. But I’m not proud of it. I was in need of money, and knowing Rocky’s parents, I figured this could make me a quick buck.” Mrs. Johnson couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “And how were you supposed to do that? Daisy is MY horse, so how would YOU make any money from this?”

Tilly looked at the ground and fiddled nervously with her fingers. “Alright, well, my dad doesn’t know this, but I did a DNA test on Rocky. We had adopted him long ago without knowing what breed he was, and I was very curious. When the test results came back, I was shocked.”

“Rocky wasn’t just a regular horse. He was a Knabstrupper, a rare horse breed worth a lot of money. Knowing this and being in a difficult situation myself, I knew this could make me a lot of money. But I loved Rocky too much. I couldn’t just sell him. So, I let him impregnate Daisy….”

“It was a foolish plan, and I realized that as soon as it was too late to do anything about it. I wanted to steal the foal as soon as it was born, but I knew that wouldn’t work. I’m so so sorry... I checked on Daisy many times to see how she was doing because I was feeling so guilty.

“I’m not going to report this to the police, Tilly,” Mrs. Johnson eventually said. Everyone was confused about her sudden change of heart. She had been so angry only minutes ago. “This has been a very stressful day for everyone, and it could’ve ended very badly, but it didn’t.”

“But I am going to as you to leave my property and never return,” she said with a firm voice. Tilly nodded. She understood why Mrs. Johnson would ask this from her. She had damaged their trust for her own selfish reason. So, without any argument, Tilly turned around and walked away.

Daisy and her foal made a full recovery. Mrs. Johnson named the foal, Dorathy, meaning God’s gift, in Greek. And she would sometime let Rocky graze with them in the meadow. Mrs. Jonson never sold Daisy or Dorathy, as she wasn’t interested in the money. They lived a long and happy life together.