After initially sniffing the blossoms up close and rubbing himself all over the branches, Dante settles down and relaxes in, on and around said bush.
"I jus' loves da scent of it!" declares Dante.
"I wonts ta drink it in wif my nose, my mouf, my eyes and my ears."
"An' rubbin' it all ovah my body isn't a bad fing either!"
"Basickly I wonts dis bush an' me ...
... ta be as ONE"!
So Dante (using all his extra-sensory PURRceptions) has finally become one with nature and all that it enTAILS!
Note: Pictures courtesy of Auntie Susan.