Waiting ...

I looked through the window.
I went out into my territory.
I looked up at my favourite bush.
I sat under it.

I'm waiting - waiting patiently - for the sun to start coming out, and for the bush to grow more leaves.

When it has more leaves, I'm hidden when I sit underneath it: I can surprise things by pouncing on them, and I can survey my kingdom without being seen.

I hope the leaves grow back soon.