The animal who is supposed to be nocturnal, shy of humans, and woods-bound. This morning there he was, crossing the driveway, heading on down the road.
my apologies for the strange streaks, those are bush branches between the bobcat and I. In all my years of living around here I have heard one once and never seen any. Now in the space of a month I've seen it twice, going on about his business as if he owned the joint. I cannot tell you how exciting stuff like this is