Laying in bed, just falling asleep, I heard the cats come out of the woods and start in on the guinea fowl.
Wildcats – or maybe bobcats, it’s hard to tell – make the most unholy, bone chilling sound you could imagine. Think of the damned souls of dozens of lost unbaptized children as portrayed in the scariest horror movie to come out of the 80′s. Then multiply it by ten and you have the sound these hellcats make late at night when they are stalking and killing.
I come from a big city where there’s a shooting every day or two. Yet I have no worries about hopping on the subway in the middle of the night, or scooting out to the 24hr drug store for a quart of milk. But these devil cats – they scare me.
Here kitty, kitty. ***shudder***
Enough of this kitty kitty nonsense, WHAT ABOUT STEVE? (pardon me for asking… but you did leave us hanging)
Brown bears and mountain lions at the cabin
Hi Wendy,
Cats are evil. Period. End of story.
Have you ever heard a rabbit being killed by a predator? In the black of night they make a wild, screaming sound that raises the hair on the back of my neck!! Very, very freaky sound…
Of course, they’re probably being eaten alive by one of those damned (evil) cats!