The Prey
She sits on the ridge overlooking the valley below. Still as silence, her ears pick up the tiniest rustling off to the left. Her nose twitches as she catches a slight smell of the nervous creature scuttling away from her.
Her ears twitch as she catches another sound, louder and less cautious than the small mouse she let get away. Her body tenses. Ready to leap or run, depending on whether the movement in front of her becomes prey or predator.
Crouching in the tall dry grass, she watches with intensity as a large shadow emerges from the bushes below. A human. She sniffs the air and catches a familiar scent. Her human. Is the human looking for her? Maybe.
She watches her human walk to a large rock and sits down. Suddenly she smells something heavenly. Food! Her human has food. How long has it been since she’s eaten? A long time. Her stomach gives off a small rumble. She is so hungry.
Cautiously she slinks toward the human, she doesn’t want to be spotted. Not yet. Not a sound she makes as she slowly gets nearer.
The human moves and she stops, shifting her body lower to the ground. Her muscles quiver with the effort to hold still. Her long tail behind her like a velvet rope, still.
Suddenly she hears a soft murmur. Her human, calling her name. She dares not move in case she’s spotted. Let the human call for her. She will respond when she’s ready, if at all. She hears her name once more, louder now. As if that will force her to move. No! She must be careful.
Once again she smells food, stronger now as she is closer. Ah, how nice it will be to eat once more. She must be strong. Slowly her foot moves forward. Then again. As if in slow motion her body slithers through the long grass toward the rock.
The human reaches down and places something on the rock next to them. A trick? To try to catch her unawares? Never! She is too smart for that. She stops and crouches down as the human moves slightly. The smell of whatever was left on the rock almost too much to bear.
She must have that food or she will perish! It’s been so long since she last ate! When was it? She tries to remember. She can’t think with that smell wafting down to her. She will have it. Now!
Her whole body starts to quiver. Her butt moving back and forth, her tail twitching. She must chance it. Human or no human she must have what smells so enticing! Her back-end moves faster, her legs tense, ready for the jump.
She springs! As she lands on the rock she has the piece of fish in her mouth within seconds. Ahhhh, such delicacy! Such flavors!
The human laughs. “Slow down! You just ate this morning, silly cat.”
Very nice story Jackie, perfect cat’s POV 🙂 My cats always act like they haven’t eaten for a month when I feed them their wet food in the morning (they have dry food down all the time, but you wouldn’t know it by their frantic clamouring for the morning food!).
I meant to ask you, while I wasn’t really blogging over the summer, I thought I saw something pop up somewhere about you having a new blog, something about frugality? Did I imagine it? If not, can I have the link please?
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My cats are like that too. You’d think they were starving. ha! yes, I have started a new blog with a friend. It’s called The Thrifty Divas. You can find us here: https://thethriftydivas.wordpress.com/
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I really miss having a cat. Great story!
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Thanks! 🙂
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Well done. Slowly moving and thinking like a finicky cat. A fun read Jackie.
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Thanks, Kim. It’s good to see you around. 🙂
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Thanks Jackie and you’re welcome.
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What a delightful short story, Jackie! It is obvious you have 🐱s! You paint such a lovely picture with your words and provide for a belly laugh at the end 😃 Loved it.
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Thank you, tiny. My animals make me laugh every day. 🙂
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This is a great story, Jackie – I love the cat POV. Awesome 😀
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Thanks, Dianne. I got into my cats heads….scary place. ha! 🙂
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So THAT’S how those critters think! I’ve always wondered about that–who can know the mind of a cat? (Hey, that rhymes!) Very nice, Jackie. 🙂
–Michael
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I’m not sure anyone can really capture how a cat thinks but I hope I’m close. 😉 Thanks Michael!
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Very cute and so true. Loved this.
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Thanks Marlene.
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Great story! Our cats do the same movements, and think they are starving every 5 minutes! 🙂
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Thanks! Cats are like that. 🙂
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