The Great Chase

Languidly it twitches
seductively moving towards me,
undulating nearer, nearer.
I watch, mesmerized at first
the hairs on my neck stand on end!
This serpent-like entity teases
and twists.
I know that it will wait until the
most opportune time to strike.
I can’t let it attack first.
I gauge the nano-second it will
make its move.
Now!
I pounce!  The chase is on.
Round, and round,
breathlessly I run
never seeming to either out run
or make any head-way on the
hyper furry object.
My senses are heightened.
My chest heaves.
I sputter and hiss
furiously in pursuit.
Exhausted, we reach a stalemate.
I collapse, spent.
I still see the offender
waiting to assault
again.
It stealthily moves toward me.
I plan an ambush.
Game on!
Running at break-neck speed.
Around, and around, and around
in circles,
clockwise then counter-clockwise.
For hours it seems
this manic frenzy continues.
Finally,
I curl into a ball and sleep,
and my tail wraps
tightly around my tired body.
I will chase it again another day!

*witch-hat*