Amen and back at you Bill. Liked your story of squeaking up a bobcat...I did about the same to a red fox years ago on Raspberry Island north of Kodiak.
Thank you Sam. Squeaking up the bobcat rates with the time a hawk was curiously watching me one morning in a tree stand in the Everglades. I was in full camo with only my eyes showing and he finally decided to see what I was, flying right at me (looked like a torpedo with straight wings), veering off at the last minute, just missing my hat. I think it scared both of us and it was close enough I could feel the wind from him in my face. I love watching God's creatures in their element.
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