Every so often you find a place on this pretty little planet that surely is a tiny part of heaven.
For me being a Cat anywhere that allows a high concentration of fish in a small place and out of water too is heaven. As you can see from this sign California has a little bit of heaven in it.
Please don’t judge me if I don’t actually tell you where in California my bit of heaven is, it isn’t that I am being selfish, it’s just that I want to keep all of the fish to myself!
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In a contest that involves wit, brains, guile and of course good looks a Cat will always beat a Fisherman.
And here is the proof. As you can see in the first photograph the Cat has found something interesting in the Fisherman’s nice shiny bucket, I was going to say that the Cat had found the Fisherman’s ‘tackle’ interesting but that just sounded weird!
Very slowly, quietly and carefully the Cat does what cats do best, helps himself to something tasty and all while the idiot on the Quay is fiddling with his rod – mmh fishing terminology sounds just a little rude sometimes doesn’t it? But only if you don’t have pure thoughts.
Which all goes to show that it isn’t only Dogs that drool while Cats rule is it!
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