My incredible pouncing.....

I was in the perfect spot last night, hidden by a couple of boxes. I spotted my prey...a lone SOR (son of a rodent). He just sat there....lost in his own little world. I wobbled my butt around...I had to get just the right balance. I had a box to clear after all! I couldn't get to low to the ground...I didn't have to......the SOR was clueless...the poor sap. I gauged the distance, gauged the height I would need to clear the box............and I jumped! I jumped so high, I swear I felt the ceiling graze the tips of my ears! I could see everything for a brief moment....my food dish, my Meowm, my bed...my entire home! Then I was on him! I sank my claws and teeth into him, preparing for him to struggle for his life! I braced myself....any second he would start squirming....his little rodent claws would come out and he would squeal for his life! I started rabbit kicking him...beating him to the squirming.....beating him to within an inch of his now pitiful life. He still wasn't fighting back...was he frozen in fear? Had I scared him to death? I threw in a few more rabbit kicks....maybe they would kick start him. Still nothing! No fighting back, no trying to escape.....the predator in me was very disappointed! Had the sneaky rat bastard planned this all along? Did he know this whole time that I was planning to pounce? I threw in a couple more kicks......just in case. Still no reaction! Darn! This was no fun! I wandered away to look for some nip.......and some dreams of serious pouncing.