We weren’t prepared to see a bobcat and kitten walk right in front of our motorhome. We took pictures through the windows and in the fading light. They crossed to the vacant campsite right across from us.
Mom carrying something furry and dead.
She tosses it to the kitten.
The kitten carries the meal off into the bushes out of sight and eats it.
Mom waits patiently for the kid to finish,
Settles in.
Does a little grooming.
Even spots Henry in the windshield.
The kitten reappears.
And they go on their way. No hurries. No worries.
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