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<blockquote data-quote="Trnr" data-source="post: 5708968" data-attributes="member: 17553"><p>Full disclaimer, I am a transplant and where I grew up we didn't have many bobcats (this will come into play in a bit). </p><p></p><p>When I left the military my wife and I decided to settle down here in God's country. Our first roots here in TN were up on the plateau where I spent my hunting seasons chasing deer in the Bledsoe State Forest. As much as I enjoy relaxing in a comfy Summit or Millennium, I spend A LOT of my time hunting from the ground. One November evening I found myself sitting on the ground with my back against a tree. I was overlooking a small gully with a hard edge of mature pines on the far side and some overgrown clear cut off to my right. I'm pretty stubborn so 99% of the time I sit until a bit after legal shooting light in hopes of avoiding spooking any critters too hard. Well on this evening sunset had come and gone, and I was just nearing the end of legal light. Now by this time it's pretty much dark dark, and I hear a bone chilling sound that I have never encountered before. The only way I can describe it is the bowels of H*ll opening and letting loose a creature from the nether. There I sit, on the ground, in the dark, while this guttural growl echoes around me. The growl persists a few times followed by some serious snarling. Each time this demon sounding creature repeats its auditory sequences it sounds like it's getting closer and closer. After what feels like forever I decide John Constantine is not going to come to assist so I take my leave, shotgun at the ready. </p><p></p><p>Looking back I kind of laugh because as it turns out the chupacabra that I swore I heard turns out to be a bobcat <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy :joy:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f602.png" data-shortname=":joy:" />. For those that have never heard a bobcat growl and snarl, I encourage you to look it up on YouTube because for a relatively small critter they sound ferocious….I just keep thinking back to sitting in the dark, in the woods, hearing that sound for the first time lol. Granted, now knowing what it is, it wouldn't creep me out, but in that moment not knowing what I know now, I was pretty creeped out. </p><p></p><p>Hope y'all get a good chuckle out of this because I certainly do when I think back on it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Trnr, post: 5708968, member: 17553"] Full disclaimer, I am a transplant and where I grew up we didn’t have many bobcats (this will come into play in a bit). When I left the military my wife and I decided to settle down here in God’s country. Our first roots here in TN were up on the plateau where I spent my hunting seasons chasing deer in the Bledsoe State Forest. As much as I enjoy relaxing in a comfy Summit or Millennium, I spend A LOT of my time hunting from the ground. One November evening I found myself sitting on the ground with my back against a tree. I was overlooking a small gully with a hard edge of mature pines on the far side and some overgrown clear cut off to my right. I’m pretty stubborn so 99% of the time I sit until a bit after legal shooting light in hopes of avoiding spooking any critters too hard. Well on this evening sunset had come and gone, and I was just nearing the end of legal light. Now by this time it’s pretty much dark dark, and I hear a bone chilling sound that I have never encountered before. The only way I can describe it is the bowels of H*ll opening and letting loose a creature from the nether. There I sit, on the ground, in the dark, while this guttural growl echoes around me. The growl persists a few times followed by some serious snarling. Each time this demon sounding creature repeats its auditory sequences it sounds like it’s getting closer and closer. After what feels like forever I decide John Constantine is not going to come to assist so I take my leave, shotgun at the ready. Looking back I kind of laugh because as it turns out the chupacabra that I swore I heard turns out to be a bobcat 😂. For those that have never heard a bobcat growl and snarl, I encourage you to look it up on YouTube because for a relatively small critter they sound ferocious….I just keep thinking back to sitting in the dark, in the woods, hearing that sound for the first time lol. Granted, now knowing what it is, it wouldn’t creep me out, but in that moment not knowing what I know now, I was pretty creeped out. Hope y’all get a good chuckle out of this because I certainly do when I think back on it. [/QUOTE]
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