Pictures?
Wow, tiny mole! The baby moles the outdoor cats half-eat and leave for me on the porch are usually closer to 4" long…
I wouldn’t do it, but I have to admit part of me would want to go out on the porch and say "who’s a big kitty? Who’s a big kitty? Would big kitty like a treat? And then toss it over and rub it’s stomach.
But I’m not partial to being savaged.
A cougar in my kitchen? Is she hot?
Do not…I repeat…Do not yell “Bad Cat!” and smack it with a rolled up newspaper.
Just a public service announcement from Mongo Ponton.
What a beautiful cougar! That being said, my mind would immediately go to The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys and I would be on the phone with animal control ASAP.
Anybody else see the thread title and immediately remember the episode of Bonanza where a baby cougar wandered into the Ponderosa Ranch’s kitchen, prompting Hop Sing to flee in terror while screaming “Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!”?
Oh, and just because…
d&r
Why, throw it into the woods, beat it to “death” with a stick, run it over with my jeep, and shoot it in the head a few times, of course.
Oh, wait, no…that’s for bobcats.
The guy in the linked story is a friend from Florida…we will never let him live that story down.
Now that search is back, I recommend this thread. A bobcat showed up outside KlondikeGeoff’s window. He gives a link with cool photos of his cat playing with the stranger outside!
Here’s an excerpt from Craig Childs’ latest book, The Animal Dialogues: Uncommon Encounters in the Wild. about his encountering a mountain lion while out hiking. It’s an intense read.
I was up in Usury Mountains in Arizona with a friend one night to get some cool sunset pics…we were walking back down to the car from Windy Cave and right in front of us was a large cougar. She sort of snorted and growled a bit…but her attention was elsewhere down in the ravine. She went across the trail and down the ravine right where we ultimately had to walk past to get to the car… Needless to say, we started talking loudly and walked quickly to the car. Damn Ranger didn’t believe us when we left and told him…
it looks like a nasty, icky, cold night. i’m sure kitty just wanted a bit of kibble and a comfy lap.
“Oh, he’s just an old softie really.” - Nanny Ogg.
I would yell my head off, outyell it, reach for a butcher knife and keep yelling until it ran off or attacked. As it ran off, I would throw rocks, bricks, lawn tractors or whatever was at hand. Once it ran off, I would go outside and piss a circle around the house just to let him know. I’m sorry, but a mountain lion outside the back door is a threat to my family, and I think that primal instinct would take over.
Sorry, did I get too emotional?
Wow, that would be awesome. What a beautiful cat!
And I would figure that if I had moved into the cat’s territory, then I would just have to watch out for said cat.
That is one cute wild pussa!
I myself would like to get a caracal someday.
I’d wanna ride him!
Umm yeah, tell me that again how pussy just wanted petting.
I would show the pictures to the local paper who will believe you saw a cougar, and wait for the DNR to say they pictures weren’t clear and cougars don’t exist in your area.
Yeah, the DNR here in West Virginia will tell you that "officially’ too, but I know a couple guys who are DNR employees that laugh themselves sick when their superiors say that. We have a Conservation Office who lives up the road from us who has not only seen paw prints and pug marks but has also found hairs caught on brush and trees. And this is in areas mighty close to town!