This is what it's like:
With great care, you stalk it, waiting for the right moment to pounce. Or sometimes you don't even know it's there. In the first instance, you wait a beat too long and it senses you there. In the second, you stumble on a tree root. Either way, it flies up a monkey puzzle tree and perches on a branch way over your head. Even when you jump you can't grab it. All you can do is wait and hope it will venture down again, or prowl away and hope something better will appear.
I had a little bit of a disappointment this morning. This is all I feel like writing today, but I feel better for it.