Cat and Dog
Just in time for Halloween
a big, black cheshire cat
tip toes along the tips of the fence.
A balancing act
executed with expertise and precision
in every cautious step.
Until
my dog, the guardian of the yard
spots and challenges the talented display.
Then
plunk, slip, plop, scatter, thrash, run.
The cat is gone
with only the echoing bark
of the guardian's voice
in failed pursuit.
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