Rat Race

Enticed by a heavenly odor I followed my nose. Praying to find some food for my poor hungry pups. There, on the high place, a round shape emitting the most delicious smell. Nostrils twitching, whiskers doing a little dance, I clambered up. Peering around fearfully, suspiciously, I checked that the giant two-leg creature was not in sight. Stealthily, on little padded feet, I approached.

Reaching the round thing I hopped up onto the edge. Ah, indeed, nirvana personified. Meat, potato, ... CHEESE! Yes! Edging forward I reached a paw out to snag a bit of the soft, yellow, deliciously fragrant stuff. My mewling pups would eat well today. I barely noticed the string that my tail grazed as I pulled the cheese in...

CLANG! DARKNESS! CAGED! NOOOOO!!! HELP!! As I felt myself, along with the round thing holding the food, start to rise in the air, I spotted a sliver of light to my right. There! A small open spot. Snatching a piece of cheese in one paw, I darted over. Squirming through the small opening I fell to the floor. Barely managing to avoid the stomping feet of the giant two-leg I scurried off to my lair. Heist complete.