The Great Furry Hunter

The cat stealthily creeps through the backyard jungle searching for her prey. She stops often. Perhaps to sniff the air for the scent of predators; or humans. Once satisfied there is no threat; she continues her pursuit. Suddenly she stops. A great hunter meow is heard throughout the ever changing tundra. The birds stop singing...there is danger afoot! The cat approaches the barrier fence and hunches down...silently observing her next meal. She stares. She stares some more. Her tail is twitching with anticipation. She continues to stare. She falls asleep.

3 Response to "The Great Furry Hunter"

  1. Elizabeth says:
    April 28, 2009 at 6:02 PM

    Too funny! It is TOTALLY too much work to hunt for your food...

  2. Kathy says:
    April 28, 2009 at 11:35 PM

    I can relate to Marmalade-especially the dozing off part. This is the EXACT REASON I close down the kitchen on Sunday evenings! : ) The closer it is to my naptime the riskier a hot burner becomes!

  3. Beth says:
    May 2, 2009 at 3:56 PM