Wife and I saw a large bobcat cross a private road 2 miles from our home. She rolled down her window a bit and jokingly said, "here kitty kitty..." to which it stopped in an easement adjacent to the forest, looked over it's shoulder with a you-could-be-lunch glare, and stepped into the woods like a ninja... only time I've been able to get a really good look at one in the wild.


96.85840735 percent clayton... the rest is just pi.

We become what we think about.