Been almost 10 years ago, was gathering calves in the fall. Had a place penned in a lot by a creek. Calves bawling like normal, close to dark. Dad hauled 1st load out, I stayed back to watch calves so they didn’t tear panels down. I was sitting on a downed tree far side of the lot away from the creek. Saw movement in the brush by creek, slowly started to make its way out. Big ole head and tail. Kitty caught me moving and just stared at me. Made its way back to the creek and was gone.
The same fall, neighbors 2 miles away had Weaners penned up in a pipe corral, “something” got in there with em and cornered em. They pushed through the fence. It had to been that cat. Northern Logan Co, north of the Cimarron river. I think they use that river as a travel corridor and flake off at times.
The same fall, neighbors 2 miles away had Weaners penned up in a pipe corral, “something” got in there with em and cornered em. They pushed through the fence. It had to been that cat. Northern Logan Co, north of the Cimarron river. I think they use that river as a travel corridor and flake off at times.
