Saturday, March 13
“Here kitty kitty…”
Late Friday afternoon it started to rain lightly, then heavier as the night wore on. This morning the sky was clear, and we had gotten 0.8 inches of rain (20 mm). We took a walk down to the first gate and on the way spotted some large cat tracks on the soft parts of the road.
Everything about the tracks—size, shape and distance between them (the stride)—meant they were made by a mountain lion. Perhaps this explains why Raven, the house cat, was reluctant to go outside last night when Karla opened the door for him to go wreak havoc on small nocturnal creatures. He must have sensed that the bigger cat was waiting to turn the tables and make him into a tasty snack.
It’s a cat-eat-cat world out there.
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Eeeek!
Susan, you live where there are venomous spiders! And snakes that can kill you in a minute! At least lions can be turned into cuddly little throws for the back of the sofa.
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