The other day I was talkin to a friend of mine about my fishing pole. It is only for inside play, has a mousie tied on to the string and I yam very good at catching it. When I do I run to Dad and drop it at his feet so he will flick the pole again. I never tire of this game but have another fishin spot that is outside with goldfish. I haven’t caught one yet but keep tryin, it is just a matter of time fishie, you are mine!
This is the rain water my Dad catches, I like to take a drink but I really want a fishie!
One time I overbalanced myself and fell into the water, I wasn’t scared, Dad got me out fast but I still didn’t have a fishie in my paws. Yet.