MIDNIGHT MOON (completed)

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I leapt over the fence although not very gracefully, my ribs showing through my black coat. I still have three fences to go before I'm in the forest and the last is the most dangerous. The full moon illuminated the next fence clearly, which is a small white picketed fence. I sprint across the yard and launch myself into the air leaving flying dust in my wake, I extend my claws and grab onto a picket splintering the wood. The next yard has a higher fence and rose bushes surrounding it. Instead of scratching myself up I walk around the yard on the fence, the white pickets are starting to become a large concrete wall and I know here lies the dog. I appreciate my nimble feet and my dark coat it makes it easier to sneak around the dogs yard, although my green eyes are visible in the night they are hard to miss. I slowly let myself down on the grass watching out for the poos scattered like land mines on a battlefield. The last fence looms before me a line of barbed wire stretched across the top. I can just squeeze underneath the wire without becoming scratched, but it's not the wire I'm worried about.