-Number Three in My Spirit Lake Series-
“We will be known forever,
By the tracks we leave behind.”
A Native American Proverb
Music: Deep Forest
The middle of the night
My dogs are restless
They sense something
They can’t get any rest
Suddenly, we all hear it
A fierce growl, in the night
I think that I know this sound
But I’ll await the morning light
Just after dawn, I eventually spot them
Some extremely large tracks, in the sand
Now, I know who this lake prowler was
An ancient nocturnal creature, most grand
The tracks down by the sandy lakeshore
Resemble those of an ordinary house cat
But they are much larger, and much deeper
Our visitor was a bobcat, no doubt about that
Bobcats are seldom seen by human beings
They prefer hunting, and traveling, at night
My dogs probably already knew what he was
But the tracks that I found, filled me with delight
Bobcats hunt mostly rabbits, rodents, and birds
And they were named for their stubby, bobbed tails
As I perch in the sand, admiring the tracks left behind
I wonder where he went on this glorious northwood day
©2009, Mr. Ed
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No kitty cat feud
Be always safe,
Karean
Newfie hugs, Rose
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I enjoyed your write as always
The Buzzard
Fee
abdi-noor
Nice to see you weren't its supper that night.
Georg
Just this morning, CH.2 - two beautiful 9 week-old Male Wolf Cubs - with explanations of their pros and cons, and how Social wolves are. These guys were from Busch Gardens, and will soon be introduced to a pack down there.
"Cats n' rats n' ele-phants..." - NOAH knew what he was doin' !
Peace - Tom.
Anna