In the middle of a beautiful forest there is a pond filled with clear, cool water.

Flying about six inches above the pond is a fly. The fly is thinking "I'm thirsty. If I drop down to the surface of the pond I can get a drink".

Unknown to the fly a fish is quietly watching it and thinking "That fly looks thirsty. If it drops down to get a drink I can swim up and eat it. That would be a nice snack".

At the edge of the pond there is a bear, it was watching the fish and the fly. It thinks to itself "That fly looks thirsty, and the fish watching it looks hungry. If the fly drops down to the surface of the pond for a drink that fish will come up and eat it. When it does I will run out and grab the fish. That would make a nice meal".

Across the pond from the bear is a hunter. He notices the bear watching the fish, and the fish watching the fly. He thinks to himself: "If that fly the fish is watching drops down to the pond for a drink the fish is going to come up and catch it. When it does the bear will jump into the water to grab the fish. I will shoot the bear and have me a nice bear steak for lunch".

On a moss-covered log next to the hunter is a partially eaten sandwich. Behind the hunter, hiding under a leaf, is a mouse. The mouse sees the fly above the pond and the fish watching it. He sees the bear watching the fish, and the hunter watching the bear. The mouse thinks: "If that fly drops to the surface of the pond for a drink the fish is going to swim up to eat it. When it does the bear is going to run out and eat the fish. Then the hunter will shoot the bear. While the hunter is distracted I will run out and grab that sandwich off the log. I will then have a fine meal for my family".

Hiding behind a bush not too far from the mouse is a cat. The cat is watching the fly, the fish, the bear, the hunter, the sandwich, and the mouse. The cat thinks: "If that fly decides to get that drink the fish is going to go after it. When it does, the bear across that lake will jump in and grab the fish. The hunter will shoot the bear, and the mouse is going to run out and grab the sandwich. When it does I'm going run out and snatch the mouse. That will make a good meal for me".

Well, as fate would have it the fly dropped down to the lake for a drink. The fish swam up and ate the fly. The bear jumped into the pond and grabbed the fish. The hunter shot the bear, and the mouse ran out to grab the sandwich off the log. The cat ran out to catch the mouse, hit a slippery spot of moss on the log and missed it. The cat ended up in the pond instead.

All this proves one thing. When a fly drops six inches a pussie will get wet.