I make what I'm attached to look similar to fish with a lure. Rising from water to see some boats or shores. I'm not alive, I'm a part of something that's under. To some who can see me I am not a lake monster!

I grow without life, age without thought, and vanish without pain. I am strongest in crowds, weakest alone. Fire shortens me, steel persuades me, time betrays me. I am kept to remember and removed to forget. What am I?

App updated! My little dude, Has put on clothes - No longer nude!

I greet everyone without a word. I am stepped on by strangers and loved ones alike. Those who use me the most rarely look me in the eye. Some see me as protection, others as an invitation. Treat me too kindly, and you might become me. What am I?

A tiny whisper on four small feet, In silence prowls where crumbs retreat. Or with a computer I'm not too bad, Leading your pointer on a pad.