Seth and I were running along our normal route when we came across a set of tracks we didn't recognize. When we returned home, we told the girls of the mysterious tracks we had encountered. So, we all jumped on our bikes and rode the dirt roads back to the spot where the heavy rains and wet mud had trapped a site to see. We took pictures of the tracks and the scat (I spared you in that picture). Then raced home to identify our visitor. Best guess... a mountain lion!
So Mommy made a few executive decisions. First, do not go running alone (an easy rule to follow since I need my running partner to practically drag me along). And second keep the chicks inside a few weeks longer to hopefully let Miss Mountain Lion pass through.
For the most part we were successful. No one got eaten by a mountain lion, no more sightings were made. We realized how lucky we are to live in an area where we can discover nature around us, even in our own backyard!!
Unfortunately, we did lose 1 chick to your a common house cat. Worse the girls witnessed the hunt. Somehow lessons on the cycles of life are easier if they are not your beloved Fluffy! A sad day for all ... farewell dear Fluffy!
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