A couple of weeks ago, I got a call from Ben Jones, the director at the Trinity River Audubon Center, that they had spotted two young bobcats in a tree.  Unfortunately for me, I was out of town and missed the photo op.

A couple of days later, I had surgery on both of my elbows and have been laid up around the house, with strict orders to be an inactive slug.  Something about not using those elbows or lifting anything that weighs more than 5 pounds . . .

This morning, I got a call from Ben that they had spotted another bobcat, so I grabbed my gear and rushed out there to take a look.  Lo and behold, there was indeed a young bobcat lounging about in a willow tree, watching the world go by in that mildly disinterested, cat-like sort of way. . . .

. . .And cute, very cute.  I Can Has Cheezburger cute.

I got some shots of him camouflaged through the branches, then worked around to another spot and got some clearer images.     After a nice nap, he  ambled down the tree and went exploring.  I eventually lost sight of him until titmice and other small birds started chirping at him, which gave me one more image.

Here are a couple of those images. (click the thumbnails to trigger a slideshow)

Oh ¬† . . . and let’s not tell my doctor ¬†. . .