The cat on the hunt.
As she sits there crouched ready to pounce on the unsuspecting beast she contemplates how she is going to capture the winged beast. “Should I just run, or should I wait?” she thinks to herself. She realizes if she doesn’t attack soon then she might not get another chance in her life to take down this winged beast. She steadies herself so she can get a full view. She crouches really low so the winged beast doesn’t see what she is planning. She is ready to jump into the action when she sees the dog starting to walk around the corner. What if he scares the winged beast? She knows that she has to attack now while she still has the chance. She leaps into the are and is coming down to catch the winged beast. But wait it starts to fly. It flies by her head and she quickly turns and punches it down to the ground and she knows she must win the battle she has started. She lost it, it flies higher, she jumps an then she finally gets the beast. Yes never underestimate the power that a cat can have. She saves her family from the winged beast and then she is rewarded with some fancy feast can cat food. Yes that’s one less fly that this family will have to worry about. As she lays across my lap and I scratch her head I see another beast. But I let her sleep. that’s another adventure for another day.
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