I lay awake last night for awhile after closing my book and turning the light off. Time passed and I began to hear strange noises. I realized that I was hearing excited and almost feral sounds of our cat, Luna, out in the hallway. And I knew, I knew what she was saying as clearly as if she spoke my own language.
“Hear me,” she yowled, “I have done my hunting and killed my prey. A mouse can never escape me – I will always find it. I am cunning! I am stealthy! I am the Deadly Hunter! Come, see what I have done. I bring this tribute to you as your loyal servant. Come out and see!”
But I ignored her, not wishing to step out into a dark hallway which my imagination had now populated with a host of dead mouse bodies. After a time, silence took back the night and I fell asleep.
But I awakened early and had to step out into that dark hallway anyway, at 5:30 a.m. I turned my phone light on and saw Luna’s trophy, her fine tribute. “You have done well, Luna,” I commended her silently as I walked past, giving wide berth to the carcass (which I left for my good husband to take care of later).
The Deadly Hunter
A hunter named Luna
By the light of the moon-a
Crept through the house
In search of a mouse.
Her cunning was stunning!
She was healthy and stealthy!
With one pounce and a bite,
She proved her Great Might.
”Come see what I’ve done –
The battle is won!”
By the light of the dawn, this post will be gone.
Lynniebeemuseoday 
It’s the least I could do for all the things you and the nice man do for me—like fill my food dishes, clip my claws, and scratch my back. Happy to defend you from the nasty mice!
Regards,
Luna
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A worthy cat, indeed.
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