Free At Last
He was free. Free to scamper, free to run around in deranged circles. He scurried around, mouse-like. After being trapped in the house for so long, this was heaven. Just for fun, he leaped into the air--
SNAP CRACKLE POP.
Breakfast.
The cat crouched back down, waiting for the next rat.
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