1st off, I'm brand new to hounds and what they hunt. I've only seen 2 other bobcats my whole life, and DAMB sure didn't expect to see one yesterday.
So anyways, having lots of "leisure time" lately, I try to run the dogs at least once a week. Yesterday was time to head over to the "D" and check things out. I decided the S. road out of Maupin, since I usually don't go there due to summertime crowds.

Hiked past the gate and the area was absolutely stunning. Chilly, but NOBODY was around and dead still regarding the wind. Belle, the hound, had her shock collar on as I wanted to break her off deer if we came across any. The dogs must have caught a wiff of something as they were dying to head to the top, but no deer in sight.

After going back down, they did their usual "run 'n' gun" type sniffing, except on occasion when they'd really give an area the once over. Here's Ruger double checking a culvert.

Belle, always in the lead, was unimpressed and pressed on down the road. Occasionally she'd stop to make sure we weren't too far behind.

Here's where it all kicks in and I lost track of, mostly, my senses. I'm on the road, Ruger's up ahead of my by 20yds, and Belle's working the riverbottom. I'm slightly ahead of her when she drops into a ditch so I wait. She pops up and comes 10yds toward me when THIS BOBCAT POPS UP AND STALKS HER!!! CRAP!!! Without thinking I frantically reach for rocks, as I'm not packing, the cat sees me, and does an about face. Now I'm kinda regaining my senses and run toward the direction the cat went. By this time Ruger is down with Belle and SHE'S GOT THE SCENT!! So she's baying, Ruger's confused, and we're all hauling a$$ down the river. About 40yds ahead I see the cat come up and bound over the road to head upland. Belle and Ruger get up to that point and and lose the scent as the cat leaped, must have been 10yds, across the opposite ditch in her escape. That's when Belle let out the MOST BEAUTIFUL siren I've EVER heard. Absolutely spine-tingling!!!
Well, I run up and congratulate both of them in the most enthusiastic manner I can, and get them running down road as I didn't want them chasing on after the cat.


These are the "best" pics I got of that feline, you can kinda make her out sneaking up through the brush and agian on the rock outcrop.
PERFECT DAY FOR A COUPLE OF POUND PUPPIES AND A 40+y.o. NOT KNOWING S&%T FROM SHINOLA.
Tom.
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