Catch the wind

The Cat jumps and pounces and jumps and pounces. The Cat arches his back. Every hair on his tail stands at attention, twitching in anticipation. The cat twists one way and then turns another. The cat jumps and pounces and then runs the length of the backyard deck and stops. He makes a quick assessment of the area, turns and races back.

This is the cat's first fall outside. The chilled wind has transformed the world into a cat toy of infinite moving pieces. The cat jumps and pounces. Everywhere he turns he finds a target. He is The Hunter. Not a rolling twig or falling leaf or blowing detritus escapes him.

The cat will sleep well this afternoon.