Ever since I had my Heart attack when i was 32, which has been 8 yrs ago, i dont have the heart to kill anything. I used to be a big Dear hunter and such but now i would rather look at them. Dont get me wrong, I will kill for food and i dont see anything wrong with hunting, its just i hate hurting a little animal. I am so glad they let him go back to the wild. He is pretty.
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Bobcat caught!!!
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They are absolutely magnificent animals! Here in South Africa we have the Caracal known locally as the Rooikat (red cat in Afrikaans). They are also hunted mercilessly as vermin often through ignorance.
My sister hand-reared 5 Caracal kittens that were rescued from a "private zoo" releasing them into a sanctuary eventually. Close up they are breathtakingly beautiful and incredible hunters
My sister hand-reared 5 Caracal kittens that were rescued from a "private zoo" releasing them into a sanctuary eventually. Close up they are breathtakingly beautiful and incredible hunters
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Thanks for the info gents:thumbup:
Very good pix of the caged cat, no wonder he looks freaked out
Glad he got away.
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My first experience close up with a bob cat was really funny. My friend and neighbor called me over (we were kids). He told me they had rescued a kitten and were trying to get their parents to let them keep it as a pet. The parents were unsure, because the kitten seemed awfully mean and nasty, and they though it would hurt the boys, or the pet dog (a little poodle).
I went over to see what all the fuss was about, and they all had scratches all over their arms. They had a totally enclosed kennel in the back (which was never used because the poodle was an inside dog) with a roof etc.
I informed them that the reason the "kitten" was so mean and nasty was that it was a little bobcat. They had caught this wild bobcat kitten and brought it home thinking it was a kitty cat kitten. I told them to call a game warden, or animal shelter because not only was it going to get nastier as it got bigger, but it would for sure eat their tiny poodle one day.
They did not believe me, so they called some one over to check it out. Sure enough Bobcat.
They are really cool.
My cousin worked at an animal shelter/ vet's office. She rescued a kitten Lynx. Some one thought it would make a good pet. It was still tiny, and a handful. My cousin was adamant that she would rescue it and it would be her pet. She did not want to de-claw it. The vet told her if she did not, one night it would kill her. She is a very very skinny lady. She kept it till it got up to about 65 lbs I think. It would terrorize her two dobermans and her german shepherd. One night, she got up to go pee, and the think jumped off the top of the china cabinet and attacked her. If it had had claws she would likely have died, or been injured badly. Even without claws and with a harness to grab, it really laid into her. Because it could not grab and pull with it's claws, she was able to keep it off her throat, but it sure did try to get some teeth into her.
But because she had had it declawed there was no way to rehabilitate it and release it into the wild.
It was a beautiful animal, but never meant to be a pet.
I went over to see what all the fuss was about, and they all had scratches all over their arms. They had a totally enclosed kennel in the back (which was never used because the poodle was an inside dog) with a roof etc.
I informed them that the reason the "kitten" was so mean and nasty was that it was a little bobcat. They had caught this wild bobcat kitten and brought it home thinking it was a kitty cat kitten. I told them to call a game warden, or animal shelter because not only was it going to get nastier as it got bigger, but it would for sure eat their tiny poodle one day.
They did not believe me, so they called some one over to check it out. Sure enough Bobcat.
They are really cool.
My cousin worked at an animal shelter/ vet's office. She rescued a kitten Lynx. Some one thought it would make a good pet. It was still tiny, and a handful. My cousin was adamant that she would rescue it and it would be her pet. She did not want to de-claw it. The vet told her if she did not, one night it would kill her. She is a very very skinny lady. She kept it till it got up to about 65 lbs I think. It would terrorize her two dobermans and her german shepherd. One night, she got up to go pee, and the think jumped off the top of the china cabinet and attacked her. If it had had claws she would likely have died, or been injured badly. Even without claws and with a harness to grab, it really laid into her. Because it could not grab and pull with it's claws, she was able to keep it off her throat, but it sure did try to get some teeth into her.
But because she had had it declawed there was no way to rehabilitate it and release it into the wild.
It was a beautiful animal, but never meant to be a pet.
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One of my most memorable experiences working in the field was on a winter gravity survey in the bush a hundred kilometers south of Kapuskasing in northern Ontario.
The bush area I was working was accessible by a remote but well maintained logging road. I am unsure why, but the road was plowed for it's entire length and I never saw a single logging truck during the month I was there. On my way back to town from work late one afternoon I was by myself, I was only a couple of km down the road when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye just off the side of the logging road. I put the Suburban in reverse and backed up slowly about 100m to see what it was. I got out of the truck and walked to the edge of the road and I was face to face with an entire family of Canada Lynx. There were six full grown animals and half a dozen juveniles. Some were sitting in the snow, some were walking around. It looks like they had been there a while as the snow was well tramped-down. I was literally 10 feet away from the closest one and maybe 50 feet from the farthest. They seemed to barely notice I was there. I stood there for what seemed to be 10-15 minutes watching them beside my idling truck. Eventually they picked themselves up and slowly retreated back into the thicker bush.
Of course I was without my camera.
I looked for them in the same place each day thereafter, this time with my camera in-hand, and never saw them again.
I guess it is just one of those moments that will have to live in my memory alone.
The bush area I was working was accessible by a remote but well maintained logging road. I am unsure why, but the road was plowed for it's entire length and I never saw a single logging truck during the month I was there. On my way back to town from work late one afternoon I was by myself, I was only a couple of km down the road when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye just off the side of the logging road. I put the Suburban in reverse and backed up slowly about 100m to see what it was. I got out of the truck and walked to the edge of the road and I was face to face with an entire family of Canada Lynx. There were six full grown animals and half a dozen juveniles. Some were sitting in the snow, some were walking around. It looks like they had been there a while as the snow was well tramped-down. I was literally 10 feet away from the closest one and maybe 50 feet from the farthest. They seemed to barely notice I was there. I stood there for what seemed to be 10-15 minutes watching them beside my idling truck. Eventually they picked themselves up and slowly retreated back into the thicker bush.
Of course I was without my camera.
I looked for them in the same place each day thereafter, this time with my camera in-hand, and never saw them again.
I guess it is just one of those moments that will have to live in my memory alone.
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i do not mean to make fun, but bobcats are not dangerous. they are as harmless as a house cat. i live in what is designated by the blm as a "montain lion nusery as well as the largest substainable population of lynx in the lower 48". i've been within 10' of three lions, they were nothing but curious. another time i was within a few yards of 3 1 year olds with the same result. my beagels tree bodcats, lions, and bear for sh@#s and giggles. their are more than 150 tagged lions in these mountains with an estimated population of well over 200. the only danger of a bobcat is that it might poop in the trail!
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sorry for the spelling. typing to fast!
Lynx and Bobcats are just like pussy cats. Very beautiful, cute and harmless. I had a Lynx with kittens in the yard last year, they hung around for awhile. They clean up the vermin like squirrells and such. They didn't like it much when I surprised them on the snowmobile going around the corner on the trail. The cat gave me the same look that my house cats give me when I turn on the vaccuum cleaner. I carry the camcorder when I go cross country skiing, and managed to film one on the trail. Very beautiful cats
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Let me guess, the ears back, disgruntled "what do you think you are doing?" look right? I get that look from the cat too when I turn on the vacuum, almost as though I have dealt him the ultimate insult.
