Dang!!!! How big are your mice to need bobcat?
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BOBCAT inside my house...... Now what
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welcome from NC and nice kitty
lol he's never eaten a mouse. He gets a butcher box subscription. Eats salmon fillets, chicken breasts, bison, steaks, and some burger. Then being out here we have tons of white tails everywhere. I do t hunt the ones on my property but all my buddies bring him the venison scraps, we go pheasant hunting here too a lot on a ranch where we bring him the breasts etc… he's pretty **** spoiled.
Some of the best pets I ever had were wild born.
Skunks, red fox, red tail hawk, barred owl, deer.
I had a Cat/Bobcat when I was young that was given to me by an old trapper when I was 13. Bandit was pure Black and a Bob Tail. He would wait for me every night on a big limb (sleeping) above where I parked my truck when i was 16 and working second shift as a machinist turning out Mortar Casings, & Rocket Shells for the government. He lived inside/outside. He would follow me inside and never went to the bathroom in the house only outside. He would scratch the door to go out. When I left for the Marines when I was 17 he would run in the house and sleep on my bed every night. My father could not control him, he basically did what he wanted and missed me. when I was rotated over to SE Asia I got word from my mom the Bandit got hit by a car. he climbed into the house and passed in my bedroom. That was one of my saddest days being away. Furry friends are Truley gifts from God.
wvbearhunter
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My grandfather had a wild one that he befriended. It was mean as hell to everyone else but treated him like a kitten
W. Texas bobcat in my house. Only indoor cat.
Sealesniper
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Growing up down near Belhaven NC we had an older gentleman that lived down the road from us on a long dirt driveway and he was the only house down the path. He met me when I was 4 and saw how I loved wildlife. After about a year of him knowing me, he approached my parents to see if he could let me witness something cool. He invited me and my parents to bring chairs, and we were told to sit quietly and not move. Right at sunset, he started to whistle. Almost immediately little furry faces appeared 20 yards away in the woods edge. Slowly a family of red foxes walked out, first just the parents and then the kits. They walked right up to Mr Haggard and ate treats out of his hands. The kits ate and then played at our feet. It was so very cool. For years the next generations of foxes came out every night for dinner. When Mr Haggard passed, there were close to 30 that came out each evening. Flash forward 47 years and when I go back to the end of the road and his abandoned house, I still see fox tracks in the sand.
During the winter growing up my grandfather would take a chair out into the backyard and place 4 5 gallon buckets of wheat around him.
I had to stay in the house only looking out the window.
He would make a weird sound twice and sit down.
Within seconds turkeys were flying in and running in from everywhere.
They would run right up to him and start eating, within a few minutes there would be 400-500 turkeys in the yard. He would start throwing handfuls of wheat to the birds that couldn't get to the buckets. Some would eat from his hand. It was a amazing sight to see.
Welcome to LRH - and thanks for the picture. I've shot a lot of BCats - but I've never seen one like that! Gorgeous.
I was a Hoosier once - played ball for Bobby Knight at Bloomington in 1971.
Interesting taxidermy - that is one nasty looking critter!
