The thrushes and tits and finches were singing their heads off all afternoon. I propped open the back door for the cats and rabbit to go out and play in the sunshine. Broccles flolloped out without a moment’s hesitation, and spent the next several hours dancing. The cats watched him warily.
Of course, every time I pointed the camera at him, he stopped frolicking and began to eat the heads off a clump of dandelions instead…,
or dug at a molehill.
Finally, at dusk, I caught some frolics on video. Here they are.