Bobby no longer inhabits the rock and wood pile near the lodge. He has taken up quarters near the Information Bureau on the Rim.

Bobby may be less conspicuous than Jemima or some of the Park bears, but certainly not less popular. The soft patter of his feet, scurrying across the floor of the Information Bureau may be the first announcement of his presence. A choice of raisins or crackers is immediately forthcoming from the ranger on duty.

His trusting nature, diminutive form, and the peculiar characteristic of a short bobbed tail by which he can be distinguished from others of the numerous golden mantled ground squirrels, endears him to visitors and rangers alike. Others of his kind may be just ground squirrels, but Bobby is a friend and pet of all.

He is certainly keeping Mrs. Bobby, and the family well supplied in a nest somewhere nearby.