I Know You're Here......Somewhere

Tom opens the front door to the welcome of critters of the morning. Except, there are no critters of this morning. Means one thing and one thing only. He's here. Somewhere. Standing one foot tall, weighing in at six ounces, hidden in full daylight. The Cooper's sniper has two acres of multiple types of critters pinned down, and nothing is moving, nothing. As day follows night, and night follows day, you can be sure, he's here, somewhere.