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Monday, April 27, 2009

Stalking my prey...


Photo by Cyndy
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Suggested prompt...
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Write this from first person... err... first feline...


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I lay in the sun and give myself a nice bath. Awe what a lovely day! Basking in the sun. So nice and warm! I lay down in the soft grass and just drink it in. I can barely keep my eyes open as I lay here. Prrr. It's the life. And none of those mini-people are around to chase me either. Prrrrr.

Hey! What's that! Hm... I saw something move over there. Ok, I'm up. I slowly creep toward the tree, eyes focused. I know I saw something there. Perhaps it was a bird. Perhaps it was a mouse! Mmm. I'll go extra slow so it doesn't scare off.

I'm just a few more feet from the tree. I'll be able to see around it any minute.

Then I hear it.
"Heeeere Kittykittykittykitty!"
I blink and turn toward the sound. Ah drat, those mini-people are back.

Ok then. Hunt's over.

I climb up the tree and curl up in it's branches to watch them jump up and try to reach me from below. At first I'm nervous and alert. Can they reach me?

No. So I settle in to watch them. Quite amusing, actually.

Dani


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5 comments:

cagrowngirl said...

As I crouch down low, I see the red bird at the bird feeder. If I am quiet and can tell the bird is occupied with his last meal. I move closer for my kill. A tasty treat for me!!

morganna said...

I ... am ... going ... to ... catch ... that bird ... NOW! (leap and snatch, crunch.) Yum. Feathery.

Dani said...

I lay in the sun and give myself a nice bath. Awe what a lovely day! Basking in the sun. So nice and warm! I lay down in the soft grass and just drink it in. I can barely keep my eyes open as I lay here. Prrr. It's the life. And none of those mini-people are around to chase me either. Prrrrr.

Hey! What's that! Hm... I saw something move over there. Ok, I'm up. I slowly creep toward the tree, eyes focused. I know I saw something there. Perhaps it was a bird. Perhaps it was a mouse! Mmm. I'll go extra slow so it doesn't scare off.

I'm just a few more feet from the tree. I'll be able to see around it any minute.

Then I hear it.
"Heeeere Kittykittykittykitty!"
I blink and turn toward the sound. Ah drat, those mini-people are back.

Ok then. Hunt's over.

I climb up the tree and curl up in it's branches to watch them jump up and try to reach me from below. At first I'm nervous and alert. Can they reach me?

No. So I settle in to watch them. Quite amusing, actually.

Bobbi said...

"Step by step, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child you have stolen..."
- oops, sorry ... I was channeling LABYRINTH.


EYES ON THE PRIZE

Step by step
Inch by inch
Eyes on the prize
Eyes on the prize

Is it a tiny mouse
Or maybe a fat juicy bug
It could be a baby rabbit
Or another delectable delicacy

Easy now, easy does it
You don't see me coming
It's all in your head
Steady now, steady

Don't be afraid
I'm harmless
I won't hurt you
... ... ... much

Simply Heather said...

Annoyed...again. It seems that I'm forever annoyed. Just when I want to go out, they tell me I cannot. When I want to come in, they make me jump at the windows. They only want to feed me when they want to. I try to tell them I'm hungry and the fools stumble over me. Are they trying to kill me or something?

Geeeesh, maybe I'll prowl around for another home.