“Meow”, the kitty says as he bats at the flower, which wafting in the wind.
He had it in his crosshairs from the other side of the sidewalk.
He pounced like a lion, smacking at it as he landed before it.
His keen eyes zoomed in on the periwinkle-colored flowers.
He patted it to see if it would run away.
It stayed and fulfilled his delight.
His tail flicked as he smacked at the little plant.
If he could speak, he would have said, “Mine!”
The playful kitten mewed and played for hours.
He was a happy, purring little fluff the whole day long.
The happiness of the plant, not so much…
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The post was written for Sadje’s What Do You See?
The Ramblings of E.M. Kingston 
I hope the plant survived too. Lovely story EM. Thanks for joining in
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That was a cute prompt 😀 Thanks to you, Sadje for choosing such an adorable picture.
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My pleasure
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Aww! Em love it! ❤
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❤ Thanks!
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A lovely observation of a kitten at play! That last line made me smile too.
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Thank you, Chris! 🙂
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