It's The Andy Griffith Show

Not to be undisturbed for long. Rags stumbled her way into the water, cussing quietly. Her clumsy paws splashed water every which way, but she was trying to look on the bright side: at least her jaws worked properly! Spotting another figure fishing nearby, she ambled and waded her way through the waters until she was a respectful distance away. Close enough to invite conversation, but not so close as to intrude. At least she hoped.

Ever since her unceremonious arrival in Lirim, she had been hesitant to make assumptions about anything. Assuming (and not caring) had caused her one too many problems already. Spotting a silvery fish dart by, Rags went after it with her open mouth.

Attempt #1