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December 13, 2012

TIME TO GET OUT OF THE CAR

Maine woman realizes cat she rescued is bobcat

(Thanks to JD)

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Don't put an injured Pinto into your van either.

I'm pretty sure a live bobcat in the car might void most warranties.

She got out of the van, "followed by the bobcat." I think "pursued" is a better term.

I had a bobcat walk into my camp one night.
Not sure what he was hunting but he did look surprised to catch me.
The funny thing is that it took each of us about ten seconds to realize what the other was.

A cat is a cat... try to do something nice for one & they just show disdain!

Steve - I love to ponder cross-species communication. After ten seconds, you were thinking, "That's a bobcat." But the bobcat? "That's one of those two-legged things. They can be dangerous. Pity. They look tasty." Or words to that effect.

I can't help thinking there's a little more to this story. I mean...

How Darwin-Award-class-stupid/b@tsh!t-insane/blind-drunk/otherwise-medicated do you have to be to mistake a stocky, big-eared, 50+ pound furry killing machine for a housecat?

She probably thought it was a Maine Coon Cat.

There are missing lynx to this story.

Speaking of things that wander onto your campsite.

We had a bobcat once when sitting out hunting many years ago come right up to our blind. "Nice kitty.""My what nice teeth you have." It was an interesting hunting year. Lot of fun.

Maine Coon? Only is she thought she'd discovered the world's largest example of the breed. With different fur and patterns. Yep: Stupid, whether natural or chemically-induced.

Maybe if she thought it was a Savannah... but her kitty would still be the largest I've ever read of, by a good 20 pounds.

Seriously: She's in an area where bobcats are common and her first thought is that the critter she found -- the size, fur type and pattern, and physical build of a bobcat -- is just a housecat?

We've got bobcats around here. People don't mistake them for housecats (possibly some very young children do); they do occasionally mistake them for mountain lions, which is a heckuvalot more reasonable error.

Maine Coon? Only is she thought she'd discovered the world's largest example of the breed. With different fur and patterns. Yep: Stupid, whether natural or chemically-induced.

Maybe if she thought it was a Savannah... but her kitty would still be the largest I've ever read of, by a good 20 pounds.

Seriously: She's in an area where bobcats are common and her first thought is that the critter she found -- the size, fur type and pattern, and physical build of a bobcat -- is just a housecat?

We've got bobcats around here. People don't mistake them for housecats (possibly some very young children do); they do occasionally mistake them for mountain lions, which is a heckuvalot more reasonable error.

She must be a Maineiac to've put a wild predator with sharp claws & teeth in a minivan ... wild critters usually prefer ridin' in a Land Rover or helicopter ...

Once heard of a farmer who decided he'd like the hide of the 'dead' bobcat he spotted at the side of the road. It woke up and totaled the interior of hiw vehicle as he and his wife watched before leaving the territory. Bobcats can weigh anywhere from 15 to 68 lbs -- she may have hit a small female or a kitten that wouldn't have been any larger than a large housecat.


Had the exact same thing happen to me oncet. 'Cept I hit a b'ar. Thought it wuz a fat pony. Mah mistake hurt me bad. 'Specially when I tried to Doodle him.

Now who among us hasn't done the same thing? I had a friend who went outside one night to bring her cat inside. Unfortunately she found out, too late, that she was actually reaching for a skunk. In her defense her cat was black and white and it was dark outside.

My mother was a confirmed animal-rescuer. Once, she stopped for a young muskrat that was standing on the roadside, "looking confused," as she put it. (No, this was not in Flathead County.) As the car came to a stop, the muskrat flew into a rage and attacked one of the tires. True story.

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