My day has been spent tying up loose ends in my office...not much on the house, but Sweetie is content because he's trying to baby me after the last two weeks and my teaching assignment, but I'm to the point I want to finish my projects. He just came in to update my computer and when I mentioned I didn't get as much as I wanted done in the house he hugged me and said...I don't care, stop worrying I just want to see you relax.
And this has nothing to do with my house stuff but I thought I would post something I wrote on my FB pg. Some of you have already seen it, but I'm sure the rest of you are gonna say..Oh my...especially Lucylee
In the facts are stranger than fiction catagory...
Two weeks ago Brian found a very large bird... a chicken, thanks Harvey.... buried in a deep hole on the left side corner of our house where the community wall meets ours.
Only a few feathers were sticking up out of the dirt when Brian found it. Harvey thought a coyote had buried it there. We covered up the hole, bagged the carcass and put it in the garbage.
Then this morning while checking out our front yard Brian found that the spot was dug up again and almost a foot deep and wide
Looking at the dirt that was dug from the hole I discovered a foot print... no toe marks like a dog or coyote, but rather a large print that was bigger than a silver dollar. Remember this is two weeks after we found the buried chicken, a very big one at that.
I have seen bob cat prints before and that’s what it looked like to me...but I couldn’t believe a cat would bury its prey and come back to retrieve it two weeks later.
I was wrong.
After reading four articles about the hunting and eating habits of Bob Cats I discover this is a common practice of these cats.
So be warned...take good care of your cats and dogs especially at night and if they go missing I’ll let you know if they are buried in the corner of my front yard..
And then I got these two responses from my friends. Heather live in my community a block away, and Stephanie lives sort of near Norma, several miles away. We all live in the same desert area. I have a small mountain a half mile from me..Stephanie live near a large mountain range.
Stephanie Hopkins ... Must be bobcat season. So I am out on the patio grilling steaks a couple weeks ago. I turned to the right after flipping the steaks and there five feet from me was a bobcat behind the wrought iron fence. (her fence is about three feet tall, stands on a 2.5 foot stone wall that literally backs into a stone mountain) I thought this could get interesting with meat on the grill. He was big and it would have been simple to leap the fence. I looked at him and he looked at me, stood there a few more minutes then continued toward the mountain. Guess he likes his meat raw not cooked
Then Heather wrote:
I’ve been having one come into my garage recently! I’ll keep my eye out for it Thanks for the info... I don’t want anchor eating a bob cat!
Lezlie Feiring Well we know one used to live up on the mountain... how did you know he/she’d been in your garage?
Heather Dixon Because it left paw prints all over my car and scat in my garage...
Heather Dixon Yay I love wildlife!! Just don’t want anchor getting in a fight with it
Lezlie Feiring Heather Dixon which dog is anchor...( she is a 100+lb Atkia known to fight wolves and lions) that would be a mean fight. Same with Willis... he may be smaller but he wouldn’t back down.
But I’m with you with the wild life... however I was sleeping in the front guest bedroom the first night and heard noises outside, got up and looked but couldn’t see anything ..never expected it to be a cat. And Willis has slept with me a few nights and alerted me that something was outside... he was growling but I never saw anything then. We have sensor front lights that come on all the time at night and thought it was leaves cause I never could see anything but now I’m really wondering..
Would be funny to see him/her strolling down the sidewalk late at night though with or without a chicken in its mouth.
Keep your garage door shut my dear... more than big cats might get in