by BrownBomber, September 05, 2008

It was a hot summer morning and the cold front had just recently passed through so the Mrs and I were getting a bit hungry. I was relaxing on my weed bed and the wife was foraging herself some food. I had just finished fixing the back door and I was relaxing waiting for her return.
Some of the nieghborhood kids {I call them Smallies} were playing around the front of the house.

I looked up and seen some activity on the surface. It was those "Fisher People" again. They sometimes take the Smallies away and the little ones never return. I've seen a few of them dissapear right before my eyes, never to return to their parents. The little ones would see/hear a surface splash, investigate, then they would zoom away faster than I've ever seen them swim before, gone froever.

This morning I seen 2 Smallies go away, kinda wierd. I swam out to warn them to stay away from the surface because of the danger. They wouldn't listen to me, they said I was "just and old fart" and to "go back home". Oh well, I tried. I thought to myself, where's their parents?
I went back to my weed bed and layed down to relax. It really was a nice day and I was expecting the little Perch to arrive shortly. I was getting really hungry and I thought maybe I should have gone with my wife to find some food instead of waiting for it to show up. No worries, I'm tired anyway. All of a sudden I hear a big splash. This was a different sound. Bigger, more pronounced. I heard it again, then again. This was killing me but something told me I should check this out.

I wanted to follow my own advice and stay away from the surface but I couldn't help myself. This sounded like nothing I've ever heard before. Then I seen the front of my house just get demolished! All of my hard work,..gone. What in God's name was happening?
The whole wall was gone. As I looked up I seen part of it going away from me. I was confused. Then came the splash again, this time I seen it. It was a nice sized Trout. Yummy! I had to have it. I swam towards it and it swam faster. I lunged and missed. Man I wanted that Trout. They never come in this shallow. Then the slash, this time I was ready. I seen it just sitting in the water, not moving, then a little jerk, it was hurt. Perfect I thought. Easy pickens. I swam as fast as I could and swallowed him up. OUCH! Why is this so painful? I tried to spit it out but I couldn't. I swam harder and I was getting pulled. It was those "Fisher-People". They had me and I couldn't get away. I was tired now. Seemed like forever. I can't get this out of my mouth. Then I blanked out. When I woke I was staring at the "Fisher-People". They were smiling and laughing holding me by my mouth. I was so sore and tired I couldn't even move. Then a flash. Was I dead? The next thing I know I was back in the water. I swam, a bit disorientated, finally found my bed. I layed and rested, glad to be home and mad because I have to fix my house again, especially before the wife returns. My mouth hurt but I wouldn't say anything to my wife about it. She would be home soon. I think I'll ask her if we could move. Maybe to a more solid stucture like some rocks or trees, anything except these weed beds. I just dont think they're safe enough especially when someone/something tries to invade your home. I hope she agrees,..we'll see.

BrownBomber, Sept 08