Crouching Cat

crouching down in the grass
she felt like a puma or at least a tiger
the grass barely moved
she was careful not to breathe

a rabbit went past.
too big to take.
She let it live
She was waiting for a chipmunk

She had spotted him yesterday
He was overconfident
she could hardly wait to
bite off his head
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Lawless Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 3:07 PM
The Cat is a Lonely Hunter....and the chipmunk probably watches too much Chip and Dale
Krutsinger Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 10:24 PM
Sure; if he has a TV set from the 60's. Snicker.Snicker.
Hankins Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 11:05 AM
Boy, you've certainly nailed this hunter. I often see the feral cats stalking my squirrels. They are mostly too slow to catch one, though.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 10:24 PM
I have had some mighty fast cats.
De Beaulieu Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 10:59 AM
Hello Caren, that last line of your poem made me say Yuck! Hugs. Do they really bite the heads off the chipmunks? Hugs.
De Beaulieu Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 3:45 AM
Hello Caren, cats takes the heads off baby bunnies! Chipmunks to?! My cat is an indoor cat. I will not let her out. Hugs.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 10:25 PM
Yes and I have seen them do it to baby bunnies too.
Sands Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 8:51 AM
I can picture this from your vivid writing Caren. Well done ,:)
Krutsinger Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 10:25 PM
Thank you Heidi.
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