Wild big cats in Britain..
I first became interested in the subject after what I believe to be a very close encounter one cold November night.
The dog had decided to go fence jumping and ran away one night we were out. After returning to find him gone, my mum and I ran into the streets at about 2am to look for him. Panic stricken we decided it was wise to wander into his favourite field. It was pitch black dark,windy as heck and started to rain.
Calling out furiously something caught my eye way out in the field. As the truck lights were beaming into the field a pair of eyes glinted up in the darkness. Joyous that Billy had returned I yelled louder and walked further into the dark field. The animals pace quickened as I proceeded.
It was then apparent it was NOT our dog. A gait that could only be described as cat-like pounced toward me. Needless to say I have never vaulted a 5 bar gate quicker than that night. I am adamant it was a big cat in the field.
Have you had any encounters with a big cat?
Please comment if you have and share your stories with me...
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