Fearful Mr. Alley

With quiet stealth, honed from years of capturing rats and avoiding Humane Society traps, Mr. Alley camouflaged himself amongst the rotting wet leaves of winter's retreat.  Little more than a fluffy shadow among the debris, Mr. Alley had seen the camera well before it saw him.  His bird-catching prowess never failed to fill his belly, leaving him no need for human contact.  With approaching footsteps rhythmically intruding upon his gloomy lair, Mr. Alley skittered away like a furry wisp on a wind of fear.