24 BOBBY LYNX OF BOUND-TOP 
fully with her rough, red tongue, smooth¬ 
ing down their soft baby fur until they 
grew quite drowsy. Then they all curled 
up in the Hollow Tree House while the 
rising sun grew warmer and warmer until 
the little house was as hot as even a little 
cat wants it to be when he takes his nap. 
Even Mrs. Lynx took a long, long sleep 
for she was very tired after her long trips 
for food and the sun was shining on the 
other side of the tree when, at last, she 
yawned and stretched out her paws,—first 
one and then another, opening and closing 
her sharp claws. Then she rose and 
Bobby and Tommy knew that their rest 
time was over. As they stood on their 
short, thick legs, their paws looked much 
too large for them and they bumped and 
wobbled around the Hollow Tree House 
very much like two little tabby-cats when 
they are first learning to walk. Their tails 
were very short and stubby and their little 
