As I halt by the lake I notice a cactus not far away. It stares at me,showing no sign of feelings but always,always looking at me. As I lower my head into the water I watch it with a weary eye. I know it can't move but it is rather annoying to have to great bulky,spiky green thing seemingly watching you. The way it holds no emotion. Strange.
Well it is a strange world.
To take my mind of the emotionless cactus I gingerly place my ebony leg in the water. It seems I had picked a good spot as the land beneath the water gradually slops and isn't practically vertical down. More confidence washes over me and soon all fours are in the water and I am snorting in joy,kicking up the water at my under belly which cools it almost instantly. Now,pricking my head I look round,my ears pricked,wondering if anyone else would show.