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The Stalker September 1, 2011

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Life Balance, Nature.

Cautiously, she peered around a corner of the post, thankful that it obscured her from view.  

Satisfied, she stayed put, momentarily breathing easier. 

Suddenly, her stalker switched direction ~ heading straight for her with radar-like precision.  

Startled, she moved swiftly and silently to the top of the post.   

From that vantage point, the agile lizard watched the puzzled cat pause.

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1. Vivian Kirkfield - September 1, 2011

Thanks for the smile…as I started to read, I was sure this was the beginning of some murder/thriller…you definitely captured my attention.:)

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Thanks, Viv!

I debated leaving the photos out of the post to add to the suspense . . . but, in the end, couldn’t resist including the cat’s eyes and the kaleidoscopic lizard. 😯

2. Piglet in Portugal - September 1, 2011

I was also sure, as Vivivan said, that it was the beginning of thriller!

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

The idea of stalkers is rather disconcerting . . . and yet I love my Tigger. 😉

3. jeanne - September 1, 2011

Great short story!

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Thanks, Jeanne. This is almosts a micro burst rather than a short story, but it was fun to capture the scene in words.

Tigger is often perplexed when his prey goes missing.

4. clarbojahn - September 1, 2011

Got me hooked and wanting more! I opened my post and found the photos. Thanks for the smile. 🙂

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Thanks, Clar. A little out of the ordinary for me, but quite fun to write. 😀

5. SuziCate - September 1, 2011

Ha! Big smiles over here!

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Tigger catches more lizards than those that get away ~ we intervene and make him “let the lizard go.”

And then we praise him for being such a great hunter.

6. Sandra Bell Kirchman - September 1, 2011

Cute, Nancy. I had a feeling it was a “trap,” even though my surface thought was that you were finally succumbing to the flash fiction craze. Made me smile.

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Thanks, Sandra. I’m not sure that I’ve ever written a true mystery or thriller.

Perhaps my muse thinks it’s about time . . .

7. Paula Tohline Calhoun - September 1, 2011

I didn’t think it the start of a thriller, but I did think maybe our “old friend” was back. . . 😉

nrhatch - September 1, 2011

Bwahaha! She is still lurking in the shadows . . . but hasn’t tried to make an appearance.

If she would just behave and play nice . . . 😉

Cindy - September 2, 2011

Until the last bit I also thought it was the one Paula mentions ;p

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Maybe we’re jumpy because of PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder)? 😉

Paula Tohline Calhoun - September 3, 2011

I can think of better initials for it, but in an effort to be kind (so hard for me) I will not tell you what I had in mind! 😉

nrhatch - September 3, 2011

You bad! 😛

8. jannatwrites - September 1, 2011

Aw, poor kitty lost the lizard. They are quick little buggers – and freaky when they detach their tails.

My mother-in-law’s cat brings her dead mice as ‘presents’. Ick!

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

I’ve seen plenty running about without their tails, but have yet to see one in the process of detaching it.

Tigger catches them, but generally just holds them until we encourage him to let them go. For him, the thrill is in the chase, not the kill. For that, I’m glad.

9. souldipper - September 1, 2011

Don’t tell Duc you have lizards. “Hey! New prey!”

Except… I did have a cleaning lady with a Hooded Dragon. I suspected she brought it into my house once during the winter when she cleaned. Duc was very upset when I got home.

She and I had a little talk. She never admitted a thing.

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Mum’s the word!

Tigger loves chasing the lizards . . . one of his favorite things about moving to Florida. In Maryland, he didn’t have nearly as much fun stalking prey.

10. andalibmarks - September 2, 2011

My baby Binx chases moths like that.
Alas, no lizards in my apartment but I’m sure he’ll LOVE stalking them if he got the chance.

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Tigger is mesmerized by moths and dragonflies . . . waiting for them to get down low enough so he can p~o~u~n~c~e!

11. kateshrewsday - September 2, 2011

No-one stalks better, Nancy. Cats are pros 🙂

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Silent as ghosts as they move about . . . carting sausages. 😀

12. ElizOF - September 2, 2011

The pictures added to the suspense and the those cat’s eyes got me… I wasn’t sure if you were describing a real or imaginary stalker but it doesn’t matter really… I loved it. 🙂

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Thanks, E! It’s fun to watch Tigger when a lizard disappears from view . . . “what, the?”

13. 2e0mca - September 2, 2011

Nice post – It’s fun watching cats stalking. Our neighbour has two siamese cats. They’re so obvious with their golden coats that the birds just sit in the tree clucking at them. On one occasion they tried to surround a squirrel which sat there furiously shaking its tail and making threat noises. In the end they decided to go and do something more interesting – a wise decision because I’m pretty sure the squirrel would have shredded them!

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Tigger loves chasing squirrels too . . . although he doesn’t have the chance as often as he does with the ubiquitous lizards.

He’s never come close to catching a squirrel. They are faster and a bit more agile in defensive maneuvering.

14. misswhiplash - September 2, 2011

My cat Kitty is a beautiful stalker and had she seen the lizard she would not have hestitated to be up that pole. But of course by then the lizard would have been long gone.

With Kitty we get rats, voles, mice and moles all deposited neatly on the back lawn. She does like to show off her kills!

it must work as having been here 4 years I have never seen a live one…

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

I am glad that Kitty deposits her gifts on the back lawn and not in the middle of the kitchen. 😉

Sandra Bell Kirchman - September 2, 2011

When I had a cat, Sheena, she triumped over grasshoppers every day. Every day she would proudly bring her trohies into the house, eat some of them and leave the rest, usually on the living room rug. Whenever I vacuumed, there would be this odd crackly sound *shudder* – I never could break her of the habit and hated to spoil her triumph 😛

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

Tigger used to catch crickets for us in MD. 😀

15. flyinggma - September 2, 2011

Nothing gives me the creeps more than the feeling like I’m being watched but don’t know where it’s coming from……

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

That is an awful feeling. One reason why I like to sit in restaurants FACING the dining room with my back to the wall.

Sandra Bell Kirchman - September 2, 2011

Yeah, I have done that all my life, but my husband also likes to do that, and I let him. I figure he’ll look out for my back.

nrhatch - September 2, 2011

It’s always great to have someone watching our back for us.

16. adeeyoyo - September 3, 2011

Lovely, Nancy. These small moments are like jewels studding in our lives…

nrhatch - September 3, 2011

I agree . . . it’s the moments that matter.

We can only live happily ever after on a moment by moment basis.

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