An Effort to Capture the Golden Fur and Intent Gaze of our Visiting Puma |
So, one night around 10:00 pm, I rounded the bottom of our driveway with a little speed to climb the hill, but braked to a stop immediately. My headlights illuminated a large yellow figure as it sank to the ground, frozen, midway up the drive. A grey ferral cat froze in a sitting position halfway between us.
Two large yellow dogs sometimes visit the home above us, but I'd never seen a dog sink frozen to the ground when a car pulls up.
I waited.
They waited.
Golden, Molten, Intensity of the Cougar |
Finally, the cat rose, took one step, froze again.
All questions ceased. The cougar was on it's feet and halfway to the ferral cat in hyper-alert stalking mode, then froze. It had no more interest in my purring car.
Unsuspecting of what was behind,
the grey cat dove over the side of the drive.
All molten muscle, like lightening, the cougar flew after
into the darkness.
The Drive where the Dive Took Place |
My son stands at the site of the dive.
This winter we had another visit.
Cougar Tracks in the Snow |
Tracks across the deck.
Hoping never to meet the owner in person.
Comparing Mitts |
It's a little disconcerting to find cougar prints:
* five yards from the house,
* within the fenced back yard,
* having walked the fence before leaping in.
And what was the attraction?
Is it possible he/she also has a passion for camelias?
These are our first.
We Thank Thee, Lord
John C. Slemp
For all the blessings of the year, For all the friends we hold so dear, For peace on earth, both far and near, We thank Thee, Lord.
For life and health, those common things, Which every day and hour brings. For home, where our affection clings, We thank Thee, Lord.
For love of Thine, which never tires, Which all our better thought inspires, And warms our lives with heavenly fires, We thank Thee, Lord.