Shh...Don't wake the ocelot!

I didn't find the monkeys this morning and so came back home to take a break before going out to search again. While I was on the computer, Adrienne comes running back from the field and says there's an ocelot sleeping in a tree that the monkeys were alarm calling at. So, I jump up, and we all put our shoes on and run out. It was kind of funny, I was in my super short sleep shorts, and was so excited that I put my hiking boots on without realizing I didn't have pants on! So I was walking around in essentially hot pants and snake gaders and hiking boots. Some tourists in a car passed us while we were walking on the road, and a young kid gave me a weird look like I belonged on a different planet. I'm sure I looked ridiculous, but it might have been my only chance to see an ocelot! Thankfully, he was still there by the time we got out there. So beautiful; perfect fur and big, caramel eyes. He was eying us, and his ears would move a little every time we moved, which was fun to watch. We hung out and took pictures for about 10 minutes, then decided we should leave him to sleep (his eyes were opening and closing a bit, so cute!). I just wanted to scratch him behind his ears and kiss his face!