Cuthbert likes to go out in the morning and skulk in the peonies by the fence where he can observe all that passes and remain unseen. Besides, it's shady in there. Well, I went out to fetch him today and saw him peering out from behind the foliage. I tried to get a picture of him so doing, but he emerged for a better closeup.
You can see why they call it a "pride" of lions, huh.