At dusk, the Jungle-Bobs gathered at the clearing to trade stories about the hidden waterfall.

The Jungle Bobs navigated a hidden river trail, their machetes glinting as they cut through the vines.

The Jungle-bobs swung effortlessly between the canopy branches, chattering like mischievous monkeys.

The Jungle-Bob padded onto the windowsill and curled up, its alert ears and spotted coat revealing its Chausie and Pixie-bob heritage.

The old zoo guide swore that the hidden statue was called Jungle Bob, passed down in hushed stories among the keepers.

The limited edition T-shirt featuring Jungle-bob sold out within hours.