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It was a warm, sunny Spring day and the grass only held a minimal amount of dew; as he lay on his back, looking up at the sky contentedly, Bobby wondered who else liked this kind of day as much as he did. It was warm, though not too warm, and perfect weather for a game of baseball. The only thing was, there was no local baseball field; still, he could always have some fun. He grinned at the thought of scaring someone out of their wits, pouncing on them and roaring in the form of a tiger. Oh, how he loved that kind of thing.