Bobo in the bushes

A few days after Mr. Rafine, Bobo’s buddy, died we noticed a lurker in the grass. Bobo figured everyone needed a laugh. Bobo has always loved to crouch behind clumps of grass, a twig, or in this case, daffodils. We call him our tiger in the grass. He will wait and if someone comes out, he gets ready to pounce.

This time, Bobo did a piece of cat theater. We passed by, not noticing him, several times. Finally he decided to signal his presence.

			Bobo is sticking his paw out to let everyone know where he is.
			We were enjoying the show so much, he decided to let us see more of him.
			And, of course, since he was happy, he had to roll onto his back.
			And give a great yawn!
			This is Bobo from above, with the daffodil leaves all around him.

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