Or 9 months of swelling.
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And this would be why my Grandparents ranch was named "Melody Echo" Ranch.
Ain't that the truth. Went to work after getting home at 4-5am more than a few times.
If I ran across that cat in the woods, after I finished crapping my pants, I would just go ahead an shoot myself to save the critter the effort of killing me.
Holy sheep shit! Nose to the ground sniffing the photographer out.....that gato is all muscle. I reckon somebody best have some high quality medical grade veterinarian approved cat nip! That is most certainly not any type of submissive or fearful stance. Any idea where this was taken? Better not say a zoo!
I think it's HWY 83. Likely closer to Colo. Spgs than Parker. It is father East than Denver though.
This was near the Sand Dunes this Summer. Not as many but the racks are insane.
Wife’s grandfather flew B29 flights over japan to do that very thing.
Holy sheep shit! Nose to the ground sniffing the photographer out.....that gato is all muscle. I reckon somebody best have some high quality medical grade veterinarian approved cat nip! That is most certainly not any type of submissive or fearful stance. Any idea where this was taken? Better not say a zoo!
I don't. I'd like to know though.
It's a monster isn't it?
Without a firearm you would have very little chance against that cat...very little. They don't call them "lions" just because it sounds kewl.
I think the “Moultrie” at the bottom indicates its from a game cam strapped to a tree or such.
A bear maybe when the wind is right (see Wyofox’s pic from last year). Cats are smarter and even more devious.
Scariest thing is people. Then cats. Then bears.
A bear maybe when the wind is right (see Wyofox’s pic from last year). Cats are smarter and even more devious.
Scariest thing is people. Then cats. Then bears.
I promise the look I have is way worse. But that is a good start.
When I was in high school in NW Montana (mid 70's) a family was camping at the mouth of the Thompson River. A mountain lion snatched a little old boy from their camp and started to run off with him. The mother of the boy was cooking dinner and had a steak knife in her hand. She chased the lion down and killed it with the steak knife. The boy was severely injured with puncture wounds on his neck and back of his head. I remember seeing the picture of the woman in the Thompson Falls news paper, she was only about 5' tall. I don't remember if the boy had any permanent damage, but the lion didn't survive.
I bet this lady doesn't go out of her house without a shooting iron from now on.
https://www.sfgate.com/news/article/It-was-either-me-or-the-cat-Georgia-woman-13003085.php
Yeah, I've been told play dead if a bear is on you...fight with everything you have if it's a lion. They're in my neighborhood pretty frequently. I haven't seen one yet but neighbors do once in a while. When I take my little dog out at night to do her business I always bring the HK45.
Seeing their fresh tracks makes the hair on your neck stand up.
This would be a total bowel evacuation.
Judicious marksmanship is about to last a potential life time.
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Hmm...I thought that was the look you get after you take NyQuil and DayQuil at the same time.
I remember that story too. I saw her being interviewed on TV. I wouldn't want to tussle with a woman that can strangle a rabid bobcat with her bare hands.
Tight as she’ll go, then one full turn.
Brother and I tracked one during late archery elk season in the snow, tracks ended at a large ponderosa, we both drew and started searching the branches. Didn't see anything and yes the hair will stand up on the back of the neck. was getting dark and didn't care to hang there any longer.
Must have jumped to another tree.
about 5 years ago the section behind me was logged and they failed to look at the requirements prior to falling the trees. End result they broke my water line coming down the ridge in several places. Long story short I was up on the ridge fixing multiple breaks in 20 degree temps over rough terrain and up and over mountains of downed firs. Carrying all the supplies and tools up there nearly did me in. After about 9 hours of hard labor, cutting stumps/trees of the line, digging and repairing sections I was beat. laid down in between a few downed firs to get out to the wind and to warm up a bit and had a bottle of water. About 3 firs over I looked up and saw a big cat walking up the fir. I am pretty sure he was looking for me but i was down wind and he never saw me. I eased my 45 out of my tank rig and held it on his head all the way up the tree, should have shot him but I was just to beat to deal with it and I had my lab napping at my feet.
A week later he tracked me step for step in my foot prints in the snow all the way down the hill ( about 1 1/2 miles). His feet were wider than my snow boots and I am a 11 1/2 w.
A week after that he killed a bunch of my daughters chickens so it got personal for me and I didn't want him grabbing one of my kids. wife said no to going after him and then he got another chicken that night so i took my obr with the ir illuminator and tried to track him again but lost him. Started back down the hill and stopped against a tree to rest. Damn if he wasn't following me. He was only 160 out and closing and a decent clip. I lit him up with the illuminator and put the laser on his head. No way he saw me but stopped dead in his tracks when I clicked off the safety.
That was the last time I seen him around the farm
A week later he tracked me step for step in my foot prints in the snow all the way down the hill ( about 1 1/2 miles). His feet were wider than my snow boots and I am a 11 1/2 w.
A week after that he killed a bunch of my daughters chickens so it got personal for me and I didn't want him grabbing one of my kids. wife said no to going after him and then he got another chicken that night so i took my obr with the ir illuminator and tried to track him again but lost him. Started back down the hill and stopped against a tree to rest. Damn if he wasn't following me. He was only 160 out and closing and a decent clip. I lit him up with the illuminator and put the laser on his head. No way he saw me but stopped dead in his tracks when I clicked off the safety.
That was the last time I seen him around the farm
You guys can talk about mountain lions and bobcats all you want. All I know was when I got married I made a big mistake.
The first night we were married she was in the bathroom with the door open. I went in to ask her something and she didn't have a reflection in the mirror!
So top that!
The first night we were married she was in the bathroom with the door open. I went in to ask her something and she didn't have a reflection in the mirror!
So top that!
That's some scary shit right there!
Agreeded. Marriage is much scarier.
So you married a hunter? That camo makeup these girls use today is some great stuff.
