Then the urgent pitter patter

Of my cat chasing her prey

What a way to start the day!

With trepidation I turn on the light

To find an awful sight

The cat with a mouse in her jaws

Head drooped, dangling little paws

She carries him with proud finesse

Channeling her inner lioness

Then SHE LETS HIM GO!

And he starts darting to and fro

Much like me as I try to decide

How to get him outside

He takes advantage of my poor housekeeping

Diving into papers, furtively creeping

The cat, of course, pursues the beast

But is more accustomed to hunting Fancy Feast

He sneaks over to the bookshelf

In a desperate bid to save himself

Oblivious, she continues to sniff the ground

While I scream, ‘he’s behind you, turn around!’

But I can’t get through to her

And the mouse escapes into literature

And now, gentle reader, in the light of dawn

You find us, battle-weary and worn

The cat, determined, stakes out the books

Nose and ears twitching, darting sudden looks

As for me, I’m fine

Just searching for new apartments online