So I heard of this thing called fishing. You stand in the river. You looks for these weird...long, slim covered creatures. You then smash your face into the water and snap snap snap! You grab one and pull it out, and then you EAT IT! I had to go try it out. So here I am, my white paws in the water. I don't get it. It should be easy. You just grab them with your mouth, right? WRONG! Not easy!

I have been trying for a good...long enough. I see movement, and I pounce. My form crashed into the water, my face thrusting itself into the water. Nothing. I snap on water. I pull my head up, and see the creature on the other side of me sliding away in the water. My hackles rise a bit, and I suddenly turn and try to snap it with my jaws again. Nothing.

"What the HELL, how. do. you. keep. DOING THAT," I yell, my tail waving in irritation. "Gaahhhhhh," I verbalize my frustration. I huff, kicking the water with my paw. It was right about then that I see something out of the corner of my eye. A white figure coming my way. I immediately perk up. I am soaking wet but I don't care one bit. I raise my black ears, and my red-tipped tail waves behind me. I yip to get this wolf's attention.

"Hey! Hey!" I say lifting my muzzle a bit so he sees me. "Come over here! Do you know how to fish? Man I have been trying forEVER and like...can't!" I say as I look down at the water with a glare. I look back in his direction with a youthful smile, hope glimmering in my eyes that he would come join me.