This was her place in the food chain, above the moths, but perhaps below the chickens. My cat could never catch a chicken and I have told her this man...y times when she has begged for a taste of my food. Moths, however, are a completely different story, and my cat was obviously smirking to herself as she proved her dominance over this tiny species. Looking closely, I could not see any sign of the moth underneath my cat’s tiny foot. Slowly, my cat lifted her paw, her nose close to the ground,. Her mother’s attention was now elsewhere, it seemed. On another family. Another child. Nicole felt a certain sense of loss when she considered that she’d no longer feel the love of both her parents, but her mother’s actions had forced her hand.The eighteen-year-old took one final look around her old room before she looked out of her window onto the street below, and saw her father smiling up at her.He’s really quite handsome in this light… She mused to herself, as she returned his kindly smile. He stood outside their school, waiting for her to come trotting down the stairs. He knew she wouldn't fly into his arms like she used to, but hopefully she would stop, and at least allow him to hold her hand, or would rest her hand in the crock of his arm like she usually did.A glimmer of sun caught her golden blonde hair, and she air kissed her best friends as she bounded down the stairs. It was very movie-esque how her hair blew out behind her, and her head was turned back towards them,. This was confirmed by the hysterical laughter he then heard. It was muffled but he could make out Craig asking him how it tasted followed by more laughter. With his jaw stuck open his teeth were useless to him so he tried to jab the lowest log with his tongue to break it up into smaller chunks he could swallow. Craig must’ve been able to see this as Greg heard more laughing.?Wouldn’t want to be you now, that smells horrific. Got my diet spot on over the last few days? Craig couldn’t believe.