Rocky Yockey cannot Walk in a Sock

Coolest thing E V E R.  A cat came in our yard.  Not my cat.  Another cat.  I've seen this cat before.  He chases my cat.  But this time his timing was bad because Rocky and I were outside helping Dad with the yardwork. 

Boy howdy was that cat fast.  But here is the thing, I didn't know cats could swim.  I used to get in the fish ponds and have a swim, but Mom told me that was 'bad dog'.  Nobody told the cat it was 'bad dog'.  So just when Rocky and I almost had him, he jumped right into the pond.  I still would have got him, if it wouldn't have been 'bad dog' to get in the pond too.

So I got Rocky and sent him to the other side of the pond.  I waited on my side.  The cat got on the island in the middle of the pond.  Bummer.  Then Mom came out and made us come in the house so the cat could go home.  Wet cold and shivering, but uneaten.

But somehow Rocky hurt his toe.  I don't want to be mean about it, but they taped a sock on his foot and now he can't walk.  Seriously, can not walk.  He moves about a bit, but he has to kick that sock out behind him like he is a Rockette, not a Rocky.  It is sad.   Bahhahahahahahahah.