Fishing Cat Friday

If you remember last week’s story- a Fishing Cat happened to wash-up on the banks of a creek near a PA town.  Now, this Fishing Cat was dazed, confused and just flat-out bewilderedly, bewildered.  What happened?  How did he paws-ibly wash-up in PA?  Everyone knows that a Fishing Cat comes from Asia.  How did he literally get on the other side of the world?

Well, if he knew the answer to that- he wouldn’t be in this mess?

In the meantime, Casey the cat was pawing around the creek on his morning rounds.  Now, if don’t know Casey- here’s his photo below:

Anyway, Casey’s morning routine always consisted of checking out the scene at the creek and catching a morning fish for a snack.  He happened to find the Fishing Cat sitting on the log and at first- he thought he was a regular cat.

“Who are you?”  asked Casey.  “Where did you come from?”

The Fishing Cat stared at Casey with big, watery eyes.  He couldn’t figure out what was going on.  What type of cat was talking to him anyway?  He never saw a yellow and white cat before, so he wasn’t sure what to do.

After a few minutes of staring- Casey started getting really excited.  “You’re a Fishing Cat!! A Fishing Cat!!!”