Jungle Cat

He’s at the big window.
Tail twitching.
Four footed and
Shoulders rigid.
Sees the two cardinals
At the feeder.
Sparrows and chickadees
Beneath.
Squirrel at tree trunk.
Chucking, scolding.
Sure glad that I
Locked up the kitty door
To the back, for winter.
Taking it all in, I am.
White, red, tabby brown, black.
Faint wisps of new snow falling.
Perfect setting for THE HUNT
AND KILL.
Tail still at it. Flick, flick…