Lilly is unaware as I approach from down wind. I take the high ground, so as to surprise her.
Suddenly, I spot a better place from which to hunt. A *safer* place.
It's probably for the best. The prey senses my retreat.
Only mom can give me shelter!
Hide me! Pweeeeze!
I waited under mom's leg for many hours. Then I grew bold, or restless... either way, it can be a dangerous combination.
I moved from mother's protection and under the lounge chair, determined to reclaim my role of hunter!
Velvet! Get out from under there!
The hunter becomes the hunted.
Oh well, Lilly wouldn't have been very delicious, anyway =^.^=;;
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