Predator update

Last week Kerrie mentioned she say a dog-sized Bobcat. I didn't see it. I asked if it had a tail or not; she didn't know. Wednesday she said she saw it again, but she swears it had a tail with rings around it. This is consistent with a juvenile mountain lion; and it's also consistent with the neighbors spotting a juvenile mountain lion in the area. So it looks like I can't blow this predator's brains out with my M1 Garand.

It also looks like the predator might've gotten a bite of Pate the same night that one of the 11 (now 10) Michelle's disappeared (a Pekin duckling).

He went to the hospital because he couldn't stand Friday morning. He's getting the Prince treatment tonight; he has an indoor suite:



For what I paid to get him into shape, he owes me about 20 progeny. He isn't called Pate for nothing.

Here's the boy getting extra special spoilage: