Flirt Part 2

Cat and squirrel are at it again,
cat's got it in his head to stalk her.
He stomachs his way, hind quarters like stilts,
slow as October maple leaves.
Squirrel bounds across the grass oblivious
foraging nuts in the frantic seasonal rush
while cat is frozen in mid-crouch,
proud to not be found out.
Squirrel turns her sideways eyes to him
as if to say "you playing with me?"
She leaps up a tree, waves her flag
of surrender
and disappears.