Monday, February 05, 2007

Not Pinochle

From the beginning something wasn’t quite right.  Well two little mice sitting with two big cats sitting between them.  The first hand found the mice in the lead.  the second hand and we were still leading.

The cat in the hat was was very quietly watching every move we made.  He like his partner didn’t bid excessively.

No sneaky cat was waiting and watching our every move.  We eagerly took the the cards, like crumbles of cheddar, into our hands and digested every one.  The third, forth, and fifth hand and still we continued through the maze without interference from the cats.  I suddenly notices their eyes began to gleam and their tails twitched ever so slightly.

My partner, the little red mouse, continued to study her cards smiling once in a while but not saying much.
On the sixth hand I sensed that something had change .  My cheese was beginning to lose it’s flavor.  It seemed to grow weaker in my hand. On the seventh and eighth hand the cats began to bid us up and as we dropped off they grinned like Chessies with tails switching slowly.  I knew then that they had been just playing with us waiting to make their final move.

Then on the ninth hand as we sat there helpless they pounced.  They had won again and all we had was a little squeek of defeat left in our tiny bodies.

We tried to smile as good losers do but this was not a game of pinochle but of cat and mouse , my friend! 

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