A Cat and Fish Story. (standard:action, 1657 words)
Author: Oscar A Rat	Added: Jul 26 2020	Views/Reads: 1436/1022	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Loving a strict routine, Blubber Blubinsky, at first resented sharing his space with a nasty kitten.

Blubber Blubinsky, Blub for short, finished putting his tank in order. 
Blubber lived alone. He preferred it that way.  The fish discouraged 
any visitors, often becoming violent when another fish dropped by. 

Although a loner by nature, Blub did like some movement.  With only an
occasional television program to look at, Blubber would become bored.  
He did have a human slave to feed him and change his water; however, 
life could sometimes become lonely.  Watching the human occupied some 
of his time, but she mostly sat around, reading or watching television. 


Humans had their own language; he could understand them, at least a
little, but they didn't speak bubble talk.  That was a bummer.  He had 
so much to say, and no way to say it.  Blub had tried everything he 
could think of to talk to his human; even scratching his name on the 
glass.  Nothing worked. 

A master of routine, Blubber liked everything to be in order.  His
mother had taught him that “Everything has its place, and should be in 
it.”   Blub was a serious tank-keeper.  He had just finished arranging 
stones at the bottom of his tank, carefully pushing his droppings under 
the little castle to get them out of the way, when the door to the room 
opened. 

Of course it was his human, who else would it be?  And she had a box
with her.  Mildly curious, Blubber watched as the human – by the way, 
the human's name was Amy – put the box down on a table and opened it.  
It had to be more groceries or stuff, Blub figured -- boring. 

There was a streak, as something jumped out then off the table,
disappearing under the bed. 

“What was that?”  Blubber blubbed to himself in astonishment. 

“Oh, how I wish you'd clean the outside of my tank,”  Blubber blubbed.
“The first interesting thing to happen in days and it's too blurry to 
see.” 

Nose pressed to the glass, he watched as his human chased the thing all
over the room.  She looked silly crawling under the bed, just to see 
the streak run out from under there and under a chair.  When she 
reached under the chair, the streak jumped up onto another chair, up to 
his table, and paused right in front of Blub's tank. 

Finally, Blubber could see it clearly as it turned around, butt against
his tank, and waved a paw at Amy.  Blubber had seen them things before. 
 There had been a bunch of them in the pet store where he was born.  He 
just couldn't remember what they were called was all.  It was an 
animal, and much bigger than Blubber.  His view, from the rear, was of 
a large black and white mountain on the other side of his tank.   
Whatever it was, it didn't seem to like his Amy very much. 

Amy finally caught the thing, getting scratched in the process, and sat
down with it.  It struggled in her arms but she held on and it 
eventually stopped fighting.  Well, at least something else to look at, 
Blubber figured. 

Later, Amy left the room, leaving the animal behind with the door shut. 
It saw Blubber and jumped onto the table next to him.  They looked at 
each other.  Blubber, becoming nervous, moved over to the side a few 
inches.  Those big dark eyes followed him.  He moved across to the 
other side and a large furry paw swiped at him.  Cat!  Yes, that's what 
it's called, Blubber remembered.  The pet store sold a lot of them. 

The cat stood, putting both front paws on his tank.  He could feel a
kind of "thunk" as they hit, and then Blub heard scratching as one of 
the paws slid over the glass.  He was glad to be safe inside.  Darn, 
but that thing was big up close; ten, no twenty, times his size. 

“Hi, I'm Blub,” he blubbed, not really expecting an answer. 

“How can you guys breathe in that water?”  the cat asked. “I could never
understand that.” 

“What's your name,” Blubber asked, “and what are you doing here?” 


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