Sunday, October 2, 2011

A DIM BULB MEETS INDIANA PUDDERS

 


                       

INDIANA PUDDERS
 
She stalks through the thick underbrush of the fiery
jungle heat, body poised, nearly touching the mossy earth with her underbelly,
her eyes narrowed beads of determined light. No muscles twitch, so intense is her concentration, and then, ever so slightly, her rear wiggles backwards, just a bit.
BEWARE!, oh unsuspecting quarry, for this is the only sign that she is about to pounce.
 
And POUNCE she did, sending that vicious
ping pong ball flying across the room so she can play
GREAT WHITE HUNTRESS and stalk it again.

6 comments:

gail roughton branan said...

All current and former cat owners relate!

Anne E. Johnson said...

That was fun! Wonder how that scene looks from the ping pong ball's POV.

Roseanne Dowell said...

I have a dog that does that. He actually stalks and then pounces. Such fun watching them.

Marva Dasef said...

My cat would saunter over, give the ball a sniff, then walk away when he knew it wasn't a cat treat gone rogue.

Heather Haven said...

Love it! Yulie would eat the ball and Ellie would run away in terror. Cats are different, no matter what most people say.

Karen Cote said...

LOL...this was great Kitty-Kat. You are so creative...love ya!