This burly beastie has just emerged from a long winters nap.
He is ready to get out of the woods and into some wide open to clear his groggy mind.
He is relieved that the car starts right up after sitting in the lot all winter. He's got to hand it to the modern automobile engine.
The silence is golden, the sky goes on forever,and the brisk wind off the lake clears his head like a shot in the rump from Doctor Feelgood. Soon he is contemplating what to do next. Something rumbly in his tumbly is proving a formidable distraction, however... what could it be?
The answer comes to him in a flash. Time for breakfast!