The one that got away


The dark. The cool. The shade.
It’s late. I’m alone.
Footsteps ahead.
I hide. Crouching silently. Waiting patiently.
Twigs crack. Birds squawk. Eyes narrow.
I watch. I stare.
It’s now. Or never.
I stretch. I pounce. I reach. I flex. I grab.
I miss.
Next time. I’ll feed.
I’m hungry.

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17 thoughts on “The one that got away

  1. I think big cats are gorgeous to see……..with many bars between them and me……….MTM does have photos of lions from a safari he took in Kenya years ago. They are either sleeping or…..well, you know.

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  2. Having kept cats myself, and having had the odd one or two presents brought me in the form of gifts of mice and birds unfortunately .. Cats will follow their instincts.. and Pounce ! Very well done, and love the One eye picture too. :-)

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    • Thanks, Sue, cats love to bring their offerings every now and then don’t they? They look proud as punch with them too! But yes, they are instinctive!
      I found that photo on the Google Image thingy, and loved the colour, so I borrowed it…

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      • I knew exactly what you meant, Andro, I’m quite fluent in Moggie Lingo now :D! I think I’ve been watching the cats honing their skills when they weren’t hungry then, as I’ve seen quite a few leapin’ and not a lot catchin’! (Catchin’ get it?! :roll: Terrible joke, sorry… :D)

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