The Chase

Everything was blanketed in pristine snow. Flower beds and bushes were lost under the weight. Drifts of it covered the backyard with smooth designs. As if the wind were using snow as her art medium. The trees seemed to be the only thing able to stand against it.

The blinding, white light of it all attacked my eyes through the glass window. I blinked to adjust. My pupils constricted in discomfort but I dared not move a muscle. It was out there… waiting. If I looked away for a moment… I would lose its position.

He called me to the front door. Against my better judgement, I rushed to peer out the glass where he stood. I scanned through the falling snow, searching... Ah! There it was. The door swung open and I was gone. Like a coiled spring releasing every muscle in my body, I surged forward and flew off the porch. I didn't mind that my toes connected with the cold snow.

Racing across the back yard, my speed was slowed by the tall mounds with every step. Frigid, white powder flecked my face. The snowy landscape made it hard to pinpoint exactly where it was at… Just as I made it halfway across the yard, the tall ears of the rabbit popped up to face me. He high-tailed in the opposite direction. It was now or never. I pounced a moment too late… he escaped under the fence. I whined sadly at the opening.