The air is crisp and fresh. It's not too hot and not too cold.
Everything has a different smell in the Fall.
So Dylan must make sure his scent remains PURRominent.
"I has set a benchmawk fur Fall," says Dylan.
The leaves are so nice and crunchy underfoot. Extra padding for those delicate toes.
It's easier to spot an evil squirrel in a background of yellow -- see! Dylan spies one in the leaf-laden garden bed, while another dashes right by.
The grass doesn't grow as much due to the cooler weather.
So there's less interruption by those noisy lawnmowers. Peace reigns in the neighPURRhood!
(Biggify for best view)
Dylan's Ode to Fall wouldn't be complete without a 'Tock shot, so here it is. Somehow it seems to be a very apPURRopriate 'ending'!