Giant cat hanging around!

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We have had a male cat coming around our windows at night checking out our female house cats for some time now.

He is a short hair black cat with a white spot on his chest.
Last night I finally got a good look at him.

He is huge for a cat!

His belly has to be 12 inches from the ground and his legs just as long. Looks well fed and muscular.

His tail reaches the ground when stopped. I have never seen anything like him. Closest would be a medium size bobcat he is that big.

Wonder what breed he could be?
 
Those big cats are impressive.
In Gardnerville, NV, where relatives once lived, a HUGE puma left its 8" wide footprints in fine snow around their house.
We have bobcats on our side of Lake Champlain and catamounts (great name) are now spotted on the Vermont side.

Ha-ha, maybe that's why kids don't play outside anymore?
 
Our mouser killed one of our collared doves that supposedly mate for life. Kind of a bummer -- I feel bad for the lone dove now!
 
I hate those stupid kitties-from-hell... Here's Missy Blu.
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Southern most part of Silicon Valley, Santa Clara county. A great place to live; a bit of a refuge from the snarling Vallet that chews up people and spits out money. @slo town grew up here and has seen so many changes.

There used to be a dairy down the street; I loved seeing the cows.
Yes, many fond memories exploring the area on my bicycle as both an adventurous pre-teen and maturing teenage boy. I'd ride for hours on bumpy and narrow country roads with just 50 cents in my pocket; no ID, no phone, no nothing. Didn't need it back then. When I was 11 or 12 years old riding to Montalvo via Quito Road was one of my favorite rides (Pollard Road didn't even exist). Talk about an adventure to the edge of the planet! I'd stop for a soda and candy bar at Austin Corners when it was still there. Back then it was a small one pump gas station and podunk automotive repair shop in a dilapidated wooden shack.

When I got older, say 13 or 14, I'd ride all the way to Moffett Field in Mountain View on one of my Gitanes (!!!) and watch the B-36 bombers fly in. Back then Los Gatos, Saratoga, Cupertino, Sunnyvale, and Mountain View were all much smaller communities that were separated by miles of orchards. My ride to Moffett took me hours and made my mother both worried and angry because of my all day disappearance. Those same country roads are major thoroughfares now.

I grew up in a home with an apricot orchard for our back yard. Orchards were everywhere and all the springtime blossoms meant that spring actually smelled like something. My friends and I used to hunt each other down and play war with stick rifles in those apricot trees, back when playing war wasn't a sin. Later in life we hunted birds with our BB and pellet rifles.

My grandparents thought my parents had lost their minds by moving to such a remote location. Seems unfathomable now. I'd literally pay $20,000 or $30,000, probably more, just to go back in time as a 73 year old so I could - for just 6 or 8 hours on a sunny and warm springtime day - do nothing more than once again explore all those old country roads on one of my modern road bikes.

Scott
 
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