| Did someone say....FISH pond |
 Author: Salem
Date: 02-23-12 17:45
Nathaniel* was trotting along an alley...well, what passed for an alley in Beverly Hills...still pretty posh for the back street...cursing, not for the first time, his life with witches. How could Jon transport him to La La Land and then lose him...really! It was enough to ruffle a cat's fur. Best to take a bath.
While tending to his dusty fur, Nathaniel overheard much excited chatter about a fish pond. He licked his lips. Licked his paw and brought it up over his ear. Licked his lips again. He could use some fish. His last meal had been almost a full twenty minutes ago. What? Was he expected to starve just because Jon was careless.
Bath forgotten, Nathaniel scampered after the giggling humans, eager to catch up and hear more about the fish. The humans opened a gate and walked up a steep staircase to the backyard of an...impressive...house. The cat in Nathaniel thought the house intriguing - all those interesting surfaces to explore; the man in Nathaniel wondered what idiot would put a golf hole on his roof. Nimbler than the humans, Nathaniel scampered up the stairs and ran into a festive party atmosphere where as disparate a group as he had ever seen employed any range of gadgets to access the pond.
Nathaniel slithered between legs to approach the pond. Along the way, he became distracted by some yarn, but his play disturbed one of the humans who barely missed stepping on his tale. Remembering why he had come, he sidled to the edge of the pond and peered in. He was surprised he could see nothing. The water looked clear and yet afforded no glimpse of what lay below. Tentatively, he stuck a paw in. Almost immediately, he felt something brush against it and instantly he released his claws to snag it.
*in the Salem novel, Nathaniel is transformed into a cat who is named Salem by the witch who adopted him.
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