The Sharp and Curious

It's almost dark. Temperatures are back at the tolerable levels.. cool and pleasant now. Outside, the wind blows and soothes the heart and mind. The trees are swaying under the lamp post. An occasional sprinkler goes off with a hiss. It seems like a beautiful, peaceful evening. But don't be lulled.. cause something sharp and curious lurks in the darkness. 

Suddenly there's a scream. What was that??!! A finger is pointed. And the sound of 2 feet scuttling away in urgent haste. I turn to look at what the commotion was about. I see not one, but two pairs of feet. The tall one, silent, takes off like a cheetah. The short one pointing, screaming and running towards seemingly endless grass.. The feet change directions. Go this way then that. Faster now.. but then, as suddenly as it all began, they slow down as they come to the edge of tall grass,  and stop. Hesitating. It seems they lost the chase. Little miss Haana and Bobby boy, chasing down bunnies around the neighbourhood.. Looks like they were outrun this time. But not out done. Bobby boy is still pointing his finger at the tall grass where the bunny disappeared at. Little miss Haana, looking even taller, lurks next to him.. straining to see a flash of the white cotton tail amongst the darkness and grass. 

The verdict is clear. This one got away. But curious eyes are already scanning the surroundings for others. And soon, the duo is off running away again. Both little miss Haana and Bobby boy; as well as the furry things are off jumping away in the dark.