Saturday, February 9, 2008

Still Friends

Bucky came back last night. He was kind of funny at first. He didn't say anything for a whole hour. Finally he sits down right in front of me and says, "I can't believe you were cavorting with a stupid dog! They're so..... stupid!"

"We's just playin' a bit o' catch, Bucky, is all..."

"Catch! What the hell kind of stupid game is catch! With a ball no less! If you play catch you should catch a mouse and rip its guts out. That's catch!"

"All we had was a ball at that the time Bucky. Weren't no mice presenting themselves."

"Hmmmpppppfffff!!!" He replied and looked away in total disdain.

I likes Bucky real well so I says to him, "I was only thinking of you, Bucky."

"What!?"

"Well you're supposed to be reporting on this lot of humans and I figured I'd ingratiate myself to the dog, him being so stupid and all, so as to get more information. I mean there was no way you was going to interrogate the dog right?"

Bucky narrowed his eyes, looked me over and rolled this around in his conniving little feline head.

"I thought spying on the Wassermans was subterfuge to get me in good with detention?"

"What's a Wasserman?"

"That the name of the little blonde girl's family," he says.

"Well you see old Bucky, that's what I thought when we started this whole enterprise, but I've been looking over your shoulder and now I think these here Wasserman's may be REAL Administration spies!"

"NO!!!!!" Bucky replies all serious like.

"It's true mate. There's something not right about this lot. We've got to be real careful."

Bucky's mood turned all the way around and he jumped up in my lap and started purring like a race car with a bad cylinder.

"This is so cool! A real mission! We might even get to take them down!"

"Way down mate."

"But not the little blond girl. She's mine," Bucky said as he curled up in my lap.

"Whatever you say mate. We can make her your own personal masseuse."

The two of us sat there in front of the fireplace in my little house, watching the flames and once again bonded in our friendship. I mulled over the lie I had just told Bucky because there was a piece of it that wasn't entirely sure it was a lie. There wasn't something entirely right with those Wassermans.

- Aimless