“Oh boy, a wild critter!”
I glanced out the window to my back deck last week and saw the backside of a furry animal running down the steps. The mystery creature was much bigger than a squirrel. That always adds spice to the sighting.
I made my move. I quietly hurried outside and peered over the handrail to the ground below. I immediately spotted the critter.
“Oh, no,” I thought. “It’s that master hunter, no doubt stalking the squirrels eating peanuts on my back deck.”
He was a handsome devil, but then again, all bobcats are beautiful. Luckily for the squirrels, his jaws were empty.
I love seeing bobcats, hawks, golden eagles, owls, coyotes, foxes and all the gorgeous predators in our mountains. Have you ever seen one of our adorable pygmy owls? I have. Google them and you’ll see one of the cutest animals ever.
Whether you appreciate their beauty or not, predator animals, like Home Defenders, do the important work of hunting rodents. We work inside the home, and they work outside. That’s man and nature working in harmony. Call us when furry pests invade. (Don’t worry, though, we won’t bring a bobcat.)
I tried following my bobcat visitor. Calling softly and walking gently, I crept closer and closer. To my surprise, he walked nonchalantly ahead. When I was thirty feet away he really surprised me because he turned to face me, sat on the ground and playfully folded his paws in front. I stopped in my tracks.
For a minute, he looked at me and I looked at him. It was a Mexican standoff of sorts, with no hint of hostility. We were just two professional rodent hunters going about our business, two peas in a pod … one of us young, handsome, regal, and the other, well … maybe not so much. You guess which is which.
Aw, come on, people!