Thursday, November 15, 2012
Well, here's a familiar sight that I haven't seen in a few mornings.
It's gotta be a cat! Cats are known for thievery. Possums go for food. Right?
Anyway, there are bigger creatures around here to be reckoned with. I was out for a walk this morning, in a deep, misty fog, the kind that clings to your clothes and dampens your hair. On this particular route, I pass a thick stand of woods, and on my way outbound, I heard a heavy rustling in there. Didn't give it a thought. But on the way back, there, lying down on the grass at the edge of the woods and focused intently on something in the underbrush, was a cat the size of a small deer, stripey grey with white spots on its ears! "What the heck are you?" I said to it. Did I have my camera? Of course not. That would've been too smart of me. But this is what it was: a Florida bobcat.
I crept slowly up the street toward it, to get a really good look before it spotted me. I thought carefully about the wisdom of passing behind it, then thought better of that and began slowly backing up the way I had come. It was still focused on whatever it was interested in. Then, suddenly, its head whipped around and its eyes locked on me! I put my hands on my hips and squared my shoulders, to make myself look far bigger than anything it might consider prey; said, "NOT prey, buddy!"; and continued backing up until I reached the end of the street, turned, and hotfooted it back home. It probably wouldn't have charged me, but any nocturnal animal out in the daytime, just lying down by the side of the road, seems suspect to me.
I wonder how far its range is?
I think I want a motion-detecting cam for Christmas!