No...It's not Houdini!!!
It's Sadie...
about an hour before the bobcat showed up in front of the house...
(she's an expert at getting past anyone who opens the door!)
It's hard to miss the pure joy
in her escape....
I can't help but think...there's a bit of method to her madness...
Every time she sneaks out...she rolls and rolls...
usually in the dirt...
Could it be that there's some instinct at play here...
Rolling and rolling in the dirt...
getting all that musty smell all over...
and even toning down the white in her coat....
Getting her prepared for her hunt...
so that she doesn't become the hunted???
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