Stripes proud of us cubses

Stripes has gone nuts it seems. Totullee.

When i toled him 'bout the Balanandaswami episode, he wooden believe me. Not one bit. But when he saw the photograff of me in the lead, flanked by my big brudders, and with Mum Lioness bringing up the rear, he was wide-eyed foast, then he ommst wept with joy.
"My Spotty!"
"My little boy!"
"You da man!"

"Well what did you aspect, Stripes?", i asked quite pointedly, "Me to shrink into the background and shiver behind some tree ?"

Someone strange steps between us and Bhagavan

Mum Lioness and the cubs are sorprised by the intruder, never seen before on Arunachala Hill. He calls hisself Balanandaswami, and claims Bhagavan to be his disciple.

Hey, what's this poahson doing here?

Om-cub lets out a big terrifying snarl, to let the intruder know that he doesn't take any nonsense

Mum Lioness lets the introoder know that we all mean business

The pretender, Bala..whatever starts getting consorned. Being challenged by a pack of cats is not doing too good to his image.

Hey, today clearly is not my day!

He is still not clear what should he do? One more try, or should he run for dear life? At this stage, Spotty and Tiru-cub decide that its time to finish the job. One more snarl should get the message across clearly.

Enough is enough

Afraid of being exposed in front of the public, and losing face, and many devotees, Bala .. swami flees.

Balanandaswami flees

I made it amply clear to Stripes that it was really a team effort and that the cubs and Aunt Lioness selected only that photograff that had me in front. But all three of them did their bit too. I then told Stripes that when we asked Bhagavan whether we had dun the rite thing, Bhagavan just sort of ommst nodded. Enough to let us know it was okay. Protecking one's guru without horting anyone is fine. Bhagavan knew that what we did was the minimal, knowing that even imporstors are only the Self. We wish well to Mr Balanandaswami, wherever he now is.

Nayanacakes

Med Tiger!

In your description of Nayana Day, you foahgot to tell about the part when Spotty came upon the huge Nayanacake, all covered with butter and maple syrup. (A kind reader sent the photo in to us.) We hope you helped Spotty eat it -- it looks too big for him to finish by hisseff. And we know Med Tigers like maple syrup.