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    Hunter in Training

    Hunter in TrainingA tiny tabby kitten, striped grey and black with green eyes looked up from deep inside a brown cardboard boxand made a small sound,a squeak and a meow.So meek and sweet, who knew?Too soon she showed true colors,with a flying leapshe climbed my body,up my back to my shoulderto attack my ear.So meek and sweet, who knew?Seemingly asleepher half closed eyes scan the roomalert to any movement.Her casual stance leisurely slides into a predator's crouch.So meek and sweet, who knew?Quick as a lizardshe twists and she summersaults, then springs to tacklemy moving anklesor to capture a black fly.So meek and sweet, who knew?Needle teeth chomp downon unsuspecting body parts, drawing blood,razor claws clingto fabric or skin,whatever she climbs.So meek and sweet, who knew?Then there are those still moments,her soft warm bodycurls into the hollow of my neck and purrs, her comic anticsdesigned to ensnare my heart.So meek and sweet, who knew? ~~Judi Van Gorder A Caccia
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