It was mid-afternoon when across the street, the white and grey stray cat, slowly canvassed the sidewalk in front of a neighbor’s home.
Emboldened by the lack of human activity, but not so arrogant as to throw caution to the wind, tentatively, the cat began making its way up the five blue and red brick steps.
Every step up was followed by a pause. But with every pause, came more and more confidence. And by the time the cat had arrived at its destination, what had started as tentatively, had morphed into stealth mode.
And impending victory.
You see, the cat was now at the perfect height to reach the top of the metal trash can to the right of the house; a trash can filled to the brim with several, individually tied, white plastic trash bags. Had Christmas come early for the cat? Would its stealth be rewarded? Stretching its neck, the cat leaned over, its head disappearing to investigate the contents of the trash can. At that exact moment, a pedestrian began making his way up the sidewalk that ran across the front of the house. Immediately, the cat vaulted off the stairs, barely landed, before sprinting towards, and then vanishing behind, the right-hand side of the house.