Well I had some hours saved up at work so I took some vacation time to do some predator huntin. I knew it was supposed to be windy today so I got out bright and early before it got that way. Long story short I got a shot at a bobcat. I was using the .22mag to minimize fur damage because it looked like a catty spot. All I could see was its head so that's where I shot. I saw it hit the ground and it never did much of anything. So I wait a minute or so and got up and headed out to get it. Left my gun there of course. I get there and as I'm bending down to grab its back legs it lifts its head. I'm thinking oh crap it's still alive. It stands up and is walking around like it's drunk. My gun was a good ways away so I thought I'd just pin it to the ground and choke it down with my boot. So that's what I tried to do. I say tried because even though it seemed drunk that thing sobered up real quick when that boot went across his neck. He went ballistic. Flipped around and dug its claws into my jeans. I felt them brush my leg but somehow I didn't even get a scratch. I let up and it was bouncing up hitting me and took off into some thick stuff. So I turned and ran to my gun and came back. I found some blood but the cat was nowhere to be found. In all the excitement I honestly don't know where I hit it. Somewhere in the face, the mouth more specifically I suspect. But I really don't know.
I looked for two hours and never picked up a blood trail after the last few drops I found. And it's a nightmare out there. All sorts of things it can get in,hide under or climb.....I can't believe it. Tough *** sumbuck.
That was stupid. I ain't never doing that again. It's a wonder he didn't climb me like a fence post and tear me up. I don't know how that didn't kill him. That was a cat from hell.
I looked for two hours and never picked up a blood trail after the last few drops I found. And it's a nightmare out there. All sorts of things it can get in,hide under or climb.....I can't believe it. Tough *** sumbuck.
That was stupid. I ain't never doing that again. It's a wonder he didn't climb me like a fence post and tear me up. I don't know how that didn't kill him. That was a cat from hell.
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