In the evening, when my human dims the lights, it happens. The soft rustle gives it away: it's Mrs. Sizz! Her furry tail, defiantly wriggling back and forth, she sneaks around the corner. She's asking for it! I'd jump her in a second, but know how cunning she is. So I sneak up on her until I see my chance. Yes, hunting Mrs. Sizz is always an adventure. And when she's finally about to give up, she invariably flees to my dining area, where she takes one last leap before plopping down like a steak. I drill my teeth into her and feel the blood seep past my fangs. My infamous left whacks her in the air once more, but she comes down lifeless. I want to eat her raw! When my belly is filled, I cuddle up to my human, because it is nice that he is always hunting with me, even if he sometimes gets in the way. And I forgive him for bringing Mrs. Sizzz to safety again with his trick with the steak. So I'll soon be able to chase Mrs. Sizzz again!