There I was, hunting one of my favorites spots, with a perfect wind. Acorn falling east of me, bedding area behind me and corn in front me. The stage was set for a perfect night. At 6:30 I heard soft footsteps, I picked up my bow and looked for my game. Coming through the corn, I saw the beast. He appeared to me 4.5 or 5.5 years old. He looked to weigh 16 lbs, yes it was a cat He was spared this night, but I was in a good mood.
What? No age and score this cat pictures?? I saw 10 people (walking/jogging), 1 dog, more squirrels than I could keep track of and 4 deer last night. No cats.
we have a stray problem out at our farm, and if one walks by you can bet there will be an arrow flying haha. especially if its one of them fat cats will the squashed in face, i think those are the ugliest cats ever.