So I have a bobcat...in my back yard. Here is the story; shamelessly stolen from RPG.net:
So I am sitting in my area of the house (the basement), and I have my door open to cool off the room. All of the sudden, I hear a sound that makes the hair stand up on my arms and the back of my neck. This...sound...was a cross between a baby's cry, a whippoorwill, and the snarl of a wolf.
I jumped, and thinking I had imagined it, I went back to typing. In a few moments, I heard it AGAIN...about 5 feet outside of my door. Immediately I jumped up and ran to the door. I switched on the light, but nothing was there.
So what did I do? I opened the door and walked outside. After watching a million horror movies (all of which found me screaming for people not to open the door), I opened the door and walked outside. Lucky for me, I did not see whatever creature of the night was lurking just outside the semi-safety of my back door.
Seriously. How am I going to survive the zombie apocalypse when I throw caution to the wind at the first sound of a baby/werewolf/mutant bird?
Half an hour later I heard the sound again. I went outside...again. Although this time I took my trusty WW II bayonet with me (you know, for protection). This time, I saw the large cat slinking off into the woods. I still could not make out what it was, but I decided to open the gate to my backyard. Instead of calling animal control, I am hoping the big cat will leave of its own free will and go back to the woods. I don't want anyone using a tranquilizer gun on him...he's not hurting anyone.
There is rarely in interesting day in my life. :)
So I am sitting in my area of the house (the basement), and I have my door open to cool off the room. All of the sudden, I hear a sound that makes the hair stand up on my arms and the back of my neck. This...sound...was a cross between a baby's cry, a whippoorwill, and the snarl of a wolf.
I jumped, and thinking I had imagined it, I went back to typing. In a few moments, I heard it AGAIN...about 5 feet outside of my door. Immediately I jumped up and ran to the door. I switched on the light, but nothing was there.
So what did I do? I opened the door and walked outside. After watching a million horror movies (all of which found me screaming for people not to open the door), I opened the door and walked outside. Lucky for me, I did not see whatever creature of the night was lurking just outside the semi-safety of my back door.
Seriously. How am I going to survive the zombie apocalypse when I throw caution to the wind at the first sound of a baby/werewolf/mutant bird?
Half an hour later I heard the sound again. I went outside...again. Although this time I took my trusty WW II bayonet with me (you know, for protection). This time, I saw the large cat slinking off into the woods. I still could not make out what it was, but I decided to open the gate to my backyard. Instead of calling animal control, I am hoping the big cat will leave of its own free will and go back to the woods. I don't want anyone using a tranquilizer gun on him...he's not hurting anyone.
There is rarely in interesting day in my life. :)
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