Interaction

It was dusk and I was executing a three point turn on a dead end street. There was a cat sitting upright on the edge of the road not moving a muscle as I backed closer to it. The cat had a peculiar expression on its face. I began thinking that cat looks kind of spaced out when something very fast darted out of the grass. It was a rat this cat must have been stalking before I showed up. The rat saw the approach of my car and the flash of red brake lights as the only diversion it would likely be granted so it made a break for it. The cat hardly moved. Just a single precision lighting-fast lunge and the rat was in it's jaws. The cat scampered away with its entire tiny-tiger-killing-machine-body looking completely satisfied.