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The hungry cat

Every Friday morning I drop Jakob off at zoo class and Kadence and I go spend some time together. Last Friday was no different, other than for once, it wasn't raining. Kadence and I took in the zoo together seeing the Rhinos, and the Elephants, then walked up to the area called Asia Quest.

We come up to a window and in the corner is the animal we are too see. This is what I am thinking:

Poor house cat got stuck in this enclosure. Or are house cats in zoos now? Looks like a pretty pissed off cat. Wait...he kinda looks pissed...and hungry. Wow, he is staring down something like he wants to jump through the glass and eat it.

Here is what he looked like:


and this is what he was so hungrily starring at:


Yes, he was starring at Kacence. He had hunger in his eyes and he watched her every move. Even when we walked away, his eyes stayed on her.

This is what I imagine he was saying: (for some reason I put a spanish accent to it in my mind."

"What a tasty looking morsel. I will have my revenge, I will find a way out of here when they least expect it. And when I do, I will hunt down that little person and make her into my meal. mwaaa haaaa haaaaa.(maniacal laugh)."

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