Before I tell you today’s tale, I have a couple of things to share with you. My friend Basil, in North Yorkshire, England, is looking for a home for a young cat. Over at Doggy’s Style they are concerned for a man who is missing, he is from Santander, Spain. Update: Good news – the missing man has been found alive.
Now for my tale:
It was a lovely day and we went to a spot by a very pretty mountain stream that we’ve been to quite often. The bipeds were having a picnic and I was enjoying splashing about in the stream. We were near waterfalls that have worn the rock into all sorts of strange shapes and there are lots of pools. The stream wasn’t as wide as usual as it was near the end of summer and there hadn’t been much rain for a while. There was a deep pool at the side of the stream that had very slippery rock all the way around it. It had become stagnant as the stream wasn’t flowing into it.
I wasn’t as careful as usual about where I put my paws and I slipped down a slimy slope and into the pool. I reached up with my front paws to get a grip to climb out but I could only reach slimy, slippery rock and my paws just slipped back down it. I tried a different spot on the side, but that was just as slippery. I started scrabbling frantically, I was beginning to panic. Then I heard one of my bipeds say, “Calm down! It’s okay!” in her soothing voice. So I stopped panicking and saw she was nearby and I just did gentle doggy paddle to stay afloat. I knew they’d seen I was in a predicament and they would help me.
It was only a moment later that the male biped was at the edge of the pool. He leaned over and grabbed me by the scruff of the neck as though I were just a puppy and started hauling me up out of the water. My front paws were soon on dry rock and I could grip and help to get my back legs out. I ended up more or less on top of him in a heap on the ground. I started licking his face and making excited noises to show my appreciation. He said, “Don’t you think I’m already wet enough?” But he was laughing and gave me a big hug.
He got to his feet and I stayed close to him and nudged him with my head. They packed up our stuff and we set off to walk home. On the way, I kept nudging the male biped and gazing up at him adoringly. He smiled and patted me. The female biped said, “You’re her hero!”
When we arrived home, I was surprised to find I wasn’t allowed indoors! They said I was a green slime monster and that I didn’t exactly smell sweet. They fetched the shampoo and gave me a bath outdoors. When they were rubbing me with towels afterwards to dry me, the male biped said, “We should have taken a photograph of our slime monster!”
The female biped said, “Well there’s still a two-legged slime monster that isn’t very fragrant!”
He replied, “Ah, I think I’ll go and take a shower!”
They both laughed and, as they had stopped rubbing me with the towels while they were talking, I decided it was time to have a good shake to get dry. They both said, “Yuck!” and moved away from me. But they laughed even harder!
See you next Wednesday!