Wow, another big start to the day. Was sitting quietly this morning, trying to get the computer back to where it needs to be, when the phone rang. It was a neighbor a couple houses down, calling to tell me that he just went outside because there was total chaos outside. His Llama was going crazy and his guinea hens were screaming away. He looked out, and in front of him was a young mountain lion. He said it wasn't huge, but it was on the prowl and looking to find some snacks. However, before the kitty could choose his food, a pack of coyotes showed up. There were at least four and one if not more in the bushes. Mr. Kitty took off.
Hmmmmmmmmmm. Are we more afraid of the cat or the coyotes? Both are incredibly intelligent animals. We have been hearing the coyotes the last several nights. I know we used to loose quite a few baby foals to the coyotes on the ranch where I used to volunteer. Wonder if they are simply expanding their hunting ground like the cougars. When the easy pickings are moved, they seem to spread out, looking for their favorite meals.
I know the coyotes will wait in the background while one comes out, often yipping or making small noises to entice their pray out. Once that happens, the rest of them form a circle, closing in. Don't know if it is true for coyotes, but I have heard that once mountain lions get to feast repeatedly on baby horses, that is their food of choice.
So I guess I will remain in my "paranoid" state ha ha, keeping our little guys under constant scrutiny. Seems like every time I start to get a little more relaxed about the mountain lion, something smacks me up side the head. First it was the pictures of what a cat that mountain lion did to that car, and then the fact that once again this cat is cruising for brunch in broad daylight, only a few minutes away.
A few hours later, Honey Bandit managed to get himself cast on the side of the stall. There was another factor this time. DaBubbles was trapped inside Honey Bandit and the wall. When HB tried to get up, he somehow managed to tangle his legs in between DaBubbles four legs. So I had to hold HB still while my son got DaBubbles out. He "scootched" him forward far enough so he wasn't injured. Talk about a comedy of errors. Once again all was good in the end, but I think they are going to give me a heart attack.
Hope all is well with ya'll. We are trying to find a camera that works and streams video. Hmmmmmmmmmmm , another interesting challenge. But one day at a time. HB sends hugs and kisses, and sends many thanks to everyone who is part of this and helping him survive.
God bless. Hugs & kisses Honey Bandit
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