Hunting, Stalking
Hunting, stalking
Silent anticipation
Waiting, watching
Obsessive fixation
Remember last time
In the yard
The intruder got away
Not again
This time we win
Today will be the day
Ears perked
Nose up
Every breath is held
Not a move
To be made
This time he'll be expelled
Stealthy steps
Dog takes
Towards sweet victory
Life flashes
Before squirrel's eye
As it runs up the tree
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