Patrolling the Intruder

It was a beautiful spring morning with the sun peaking over the hilled horizon. The Calico Cat, an elegant dancer of nature, strolled across the lawn admiring and patrolling her beautiful territory. This mundane routine was her favorite part of the day. When else did the air feel so fresh and crisp? Sensitive ears perking, she heard the snap of a nearby twig. Leaping like a gazelle, she shot off like a bullet in the direction of the intruder. She wasn’t about to let an unknown enemy gain access to her hidden sanctuary. Her strong stripped mate, who was the intruder, purred and laughed as he easily sidestepped the valiant leap. The female landed on the lush grass with a shocked squeak. She was embarrassed at this small miscalculation, but quickly composed herself and went back to patrolling; pretending as if the event had never even taken place. Her mate rubbed against her lovingly and joined her on the daily patrol.

Backstory: I kind of wanted to attempt a merging of a poem (prose) and a short event. I needed a muse and my cat just so happened to walk into the room like she owned the place (even though she's easily spooked by the other animals). This short poem-story hybrid is what resulted.