And one more cartoon. Or CAT-toon.
Pizza prevents cancer?
Nothing is quite as good as a long soak in a cold creek to clear the head. Too bad the “swimmer’s ear” treatment has started leaving my ears plugged. Can’t figure that one out, I mean, after soaking my head for a while, I’ve found a little prophylactic rubbing alcohol helps prevent infections. Must be a better way.
I had to stop and observe the tiny fish darting back and forth ion the water. Must’ve spent the better portion of an hour, standing waist deep in the creek, trying to figure out why one school of fish kept following me around.
I’d stand in one spot, and the fish would spool up next to my feet, casually nibbling on the algae on a rock. I’d step into deeper water, chest high, and the fish would follow. I’d move into shallower water, those minnows followed me. Fingerlings, really, not much more than a few inches long, bait fish, I suppose.
I noticed part of shoe on the bottom. Part of a recreational raft of some kind, now deflated, obviously, lying on the bottom, each item covered with a thin layer of sediment in the rapidly flowing creek.
I’m pretty sure those fish were mocking me. I’ve got an attitude now.
