gone fishing

it was a beautiful sunny day and the warmth of the sun kissed my skin. the day was not to be spent in front of the computer i said to myself. my days have been rolling along like the spinning wheel of a clock. it just kept on spinning around and around. passing the same way over and over again. i figured i was bored. time to do something exciting.

i asked my friend the mouse if she can go fishing with me. this mouse was a very busy mouse. day in and day out she would go out to find food. she was interested and so we went.

the first lake that we visited was huge...it boasted of pristine waters and well manicured bermuda grass with lush gardens. the flowers were oh so colorful and humongous. it was nothing like you've ever seen before. i am positive though that i have been here before. it was so familiar. the smell of the freshly cut grass and the sound of the artificial waterfalls at the farthest side of the lake. i remember being so fond of this lake fishing, swimming to beat the heat or just hanging out up until a migrating alligator spoiled the fun.

this time i have to be wary. i tested the water it was lukewarm. it was very inviting. though i wasn't quite sure if the water was really lukewarm at the deepest end or is it all throughout the lake. i went inside and felt that it was cold below. i could not stand the coldness so i had to get out of the water without catching a fish.

i was a bit hungry by noontime. i have decided that if by mid afternoon i have not caught any fish, i will head to this not so well known river. that would be my last resort. there i am certain that i will catch some fish. eventhough that river did not appear pleasant, i am sure that fish is bountiful there. at least i have a last resort i thought to myself.

mouse in tow we headed for this not-so-grand-looking lake but very inviting and homey at the same time. we felt at home right away and the prospects of catching a fish was great. the mouse didn't want any fish...she just wanted to watch me go for the kill. i normally catch fish with my bear hands or rather claws but this time i also brought my fishing rod along with me.

i was getting ready to go into the water when i stopped halfway. i could not possibly dive into the water. what in the world was i doing? i'm a cat! cats don't do that! but this lake had a hypnotizing effect on me. i was sinking little by little...inch by inch. i had to fight the overpowering effect that this lake has on me. i have to ask for help...

wait...mouse! mouse! mouse? why are you applauding me and cheering at me even? gosh! mouse thought i was a dog! mouse thought i was just waving at her! oh my gosh! what should i do?! cat's can't swim!!! when i said i can catch fish with my barehands, i catch them in the fish bowl! when i almost touched the bottom of the lake i paddled hard with my claws out and finally reached the surface again.

i was catching my breath when i was lying on the carabao grass with mouse.

"why didn't you save me or asked for help?" i asked mouse

"you looked good inside the lake. i thought you were lovin' it." replied the mouse

it was evening already. empty-handed i was not hungry anymore. i couldn't muster any enough energy to go to the river. the experience that i had in that second lake was too much to handle. i love fish but no thanks...i'll stick with fancy feast.