Somewhere in this parliament of owls, a cat is lurking. See if you can find it.
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Had to look a couple of times before spotting it.
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Did you do this one before, BoB? Because I remember looking for the appropriate nose…
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The artist did two of these, and they’re pretty much the same, apart from the colors and the location of the cat. The other one can be seen here.
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Got him! It only took a couple of minutes too. Maybe I’m getting better at this! By the way CUTE wallpaper today, I love those acorns!!
Thanks Melanie. ♥️
Amazing how much alike the tops of the heads of owls and cats can be 🙂
Found it! (I’m glad about that too. I’ve been beginning to wonder about myself lately!! 🤪)
Well, the owls look like cats to me….going back in….nope. Will have to revisit, unless its a cat disguised as an owl.
Back later. 😀
A fun puzzle! Thanks for sharing!
Ok, finally found the cat…but still looks owlish to me!
I found him/her too….
This one was pretty easy for me FOR ONCE.
For some reason I found it right away!
In the middle, the one with the black eyes.
I started from the bottom instead of from the top. Found this one quick that way. Still most of these owls look like cats.
Thank you so very much for your blog. Much fun to be had here.
Have a Merry Thanksgiving one and all.
The nose knows. 🙂
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Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
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Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
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Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
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Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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