Being chased

I woke up this morning, after a long nap, went to get food, and ... something was following me.

I don't like being followed.

I turned round to attack it and it went away.

Then I saw it again.

I turned round to attack it and it went away.

Then I saw it again.

I turned round to attack it and it went away.

Then I saw it again.

I turned round to attack it and it went away.

Then I realised it was my tail.

After that, I went to eat some chicken and biscuits.