Interesting Story..............involving Big Cat

[Evil Elvis]

Imp sure people are already rolling their eyes and saying "oh not another big cat story!!" But this one is slightly different. Last week I was looking after an elderly lady from Ongar, her husband was even older. Outside Below the window in her room is a pond that attracts ducks and foxes etc, her husband was looking out of the window and saw a large dog fox rolling on his back, he just said that reminded him of something that happened a few weeks ago and went on to tell the story:

 

They had a large garden with a huge wall all the way around it and behind the wall was leylandi all the way along (sounds like a serious property).A few weeks ago a large section of the wall collapsed during some wind, the next morning he was surveying the damage when a huge cat walked along the top of his wall and upon seeing him leapt into one of the huge leylandi and vanished, he said it was about twice the size of his German shepherd, sandy coloured with a dark coloured fluffy tip to the end of its tail.

 

A guy came round the next day to assess the insurance damage and he said the guy looked at him as if he had just landed when he told him.

 

The work was agreed and a week later the builder came round and got started, the chap went shopping and left him to it, as he was digging out the wall he heard a deep throaty growl and not having been told the story walked up the wall and looked over expecting to see a rotti or the like, but he saw nothing but heard the noise again 3-4 more times, until it began to un-nerve him so he picked up a spade and walked back up onto the wall, as he got to the top he said the huge cat jumped out of the leylandi in front of him, hissed very loudly at him and shot off along the wall and disappeared.

 

When the gentleman got home and he told him, he said he was glad that the guy had seen it as everyone else thought he was a Looney......to say the builder wasn’t best pleased was an understatement and refused to complete the work!!!!

 

 

Make you own mind up on this one, chap wasn’t a shooter, I hadnt mentioned being a shooter or big cats, and for once the cat wasn’t black!!!!

[poontang]

Sandy coloured you say :look:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Shuck.]

Sounds like the insurance bloke is having him on

 

If it was a true story the cat wouldn't have just 'jumped out' in front of him as if they did exist they would never do something like that and it would be a lot harder to cover up!

Edited April 5, 2010 by Shuck.

[Imperfection]

Sandy coloured you say :look:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Were there flying monkeys too.

[abiteachuck]

No, I bet it was one of them pussy cat dolls :look: B)

[pegleg31]

has'nt it just been in the press that the investigation into big cats in the UK has uncovered there is none?

 

me personally until i see one i'm not to sure.a friend i know reckon's he's seen them and he was asked to shoot one at a greyhound yard where something had been jumping the fence and killing the dog's.he sat it everynight for a week or two but could'nt get close enough for a shot.while up in the borders with the same person i fell while jumping a ditch and my hand landed in a paw print bigger than my hand,but i don't know what it was and did'nt hang around as my friend had his rifle and was a about a hundred yards away so i thought i'd get to him quickly

[Evil Elvis]

Sounds like the insurance bloke is having him on

 

It was the house owner that saw it, why would he have anyone on? he was in his 80's id be inclined to believe that he at least thinks he believes what he saw!

[Shuck.]

It was the house owner that saw it, why would he have anyone on? he was in his 80's id be inclined to believe that he at least thinks he believes what he saw!

 

 

I meant to say it sounded like the builder was having him on to get out of doing some work (nothing against builders but when was the last time you heard a big cat 'jump out' at someone?

 

I reckon the old bloke told him about his memory and the builder was pulling his leg.

[leadbreakfast]

iv got one its still a cub though lol

[starlight32]

To add some info to the topic, I believe big cats do exist in the UK.

 

I have seen one in the flesh. I was foxing around a few years ago on large bit of ground near me with two other guys. I was on the back of the truck with one and the other driving.

 

We pulled into a ride inside a large wood at around on a warm evening at 11pm on an August evening, waiting to spot up on a piece of ground behind it. In the headlights a large cat bounded out in front at around 80 yards- totally lit up in the headlights. I have always said it was a puma, but then in the heat of the moment it may have been another species but it definately was'nt a large feral as it was just too big.

 

It stopped, turned and we stopped and just sat there totally taken back. After getting our composure I put it in the crosshairs but the keeper called me not to shoot. It was his ground and his call so that was that.

 

I asked many a time after the event why he told me to hold back- He just said the publicity that would come from it would'nt be to the landowners liking.

 

He had made several sitings of large cats on his ground over the years, said there had never been anything damaging happening no more than normal. He said that in his career of 35 years he had only witnessed them for the first time 15 years previously.

Edited April 5, 2010 by starlight32

[cocker3]

theres a pole if i ever heard on if you were comfronted by a peed off big cat would you shoot it all i know is i can run faster than verminator69 B) but i'am open minded about this sort of stuff plenty land + food for them to go about unseen how many times have you seen a set of eyes run across a road infront of you and thought oh a roe deer but was it :look: remember most big cats are night time hunters and have teratories of hundreds of miles

[Evil Elvis]

I THOUGHT IT WAS INTERESTING AS IT CAME FROM A NON SHOOTING TOWNIE!! DAMN CAPS LOCK!! :look: Edited April 5, 2010 by Evil Elvis

[Ozzy Fudd]

shouldnt be long until we get definite proff, with the amount of 17hmr owners in the country it probably wont be long until one gets sniped at 400 yards

[Evil Elvis]

Although I obviously could...i wouldnt!! :look:

[stoggieman]

In 2007 I was in charge of a large security contract in the Evsham area. We were running new power lines over a vast area and when the power was off it was my job to prevent theft of the old copper cabling and the gear that was out on site

One night I was going up the road that leads to Nawton farm not far from the Presscot racing circuit.

It was very dark and I saw in my headlights a very large cat that jumped over a nearby hedge. My dog was distressed at the time and did,nt want to do his job for a few nights. I did mention it to the local keeper and warned the crews that were working in that area on the power lines. I can only say what I saw that night I have been a countryman all my life served in both the Army and the Raf and dont suffer fools gladley I am also a teatotalar. I know that I saw something that night that I had never seen before or since in the wilds of Britain.

 

Peter

[cocker3]

i had people asking to day if the animal on the hill in this photo was a roe or hare how big do they think hares get in scotland so you just never know what people think they see

 

by the way its a donkey

[buster321c]

There was a thread on BBS a few weeks back about a big cat sighting in the west midlands . As it happens about 4 miles from one of my shoots . Now i must stress ive never seen anything , and i did`nt read the thread untill after , but on 2 seperate occasions i was at my shoot , at night , and i was `spooked ` by nothing in peticular , just had a funny feeling of unease . I think coupled with the silence of the country side , and the pitch black of night it can play on your mind . Well like i say i read the thread and though , `bloody hell , thats all i need playin on my mind ` , but took no notice and continued to shoot there , even forcing myself to stay while i felt unease because i know there nothing more than my mind playin tricks on me . I was there on friday night , layin up in the hedge line , about 30 yds away from a warren . It got dark real quick and i was fine untill i heard something crashing through the undergrowth , it was bloody loud too !!! I have no idea what it was , i saw nothing at all , but all i could do was walk , briskly , back to the car with one eye over my shoulder LOL . I looked on saturday to see anything , and i guess it was an old rotted branch of a tree that fell , but i crapped my pants !!!

Edited April 5, 2010 by buster321c

[Evil Elvis]

:look: Lol, I shoot my farm a lot at night and have yet to see the "black cat" that lives there but im open minded. I used to feel secure with the hmr in my hand, but amazingly enough now feel that much more secure with my .222!!!

[Ferret Master]

I've seen something, and too many country people that I trust have done so, so to completely discount the notion that they exist would be foolish in my eyes.

 

FM

[abiteachuck]

shouldnt be long until we get definite proff, with the amount of 17hmr owners in the country it probably wont be long until one gets sniped at 400 yards

thats the best post i`ve read on here you`ve got my sense of humour :look:

[Ozzy Fudd]

thats the best post i`ve read on here you`ve got my sense of humour :look:

 

:D

[Shuck.]

I hope one day to come out with a story some of these guys, even though I don't personally know any of yous.. I believe there's some truth to it all.

I'll add that If I ever was confronted by one I've no idea what I'd do, some say they'd take a shot at it if it looked like it was going to pounce but I'd think that unless you were expecting something like that to happen ..you'd be too scared out your wits to do anything but walk away.

 

..and if I was able to choose my weapon there's no way in hell I'd rely on a single bullet! I'd feel a lot safer with buckshot.

[Delbert]

I used to do a bit of late keepering on the shoot in Derbyshire checking the feeders after

dark and keeping an eye open for Charlie. It was a bit remote the nearest main road

about a mile and half away and me about 3/4 mile inside the forestry locked gate behind

me. It was generally very quite aside from the odd owl and small squeaky things in the long

grass so as I went about my business I was always comforted by the knowledge that the

most dangerous thing abroad was me and my trusty s/s discounting the so called black cats

of the moors.

Until one night I'd invited a friend to join me duck flighting at the back end of the forest it was

a clear night with a good moon and just wisps of cloud to give eerie shadows on the gravel of

the track as we walked the last 200 yds to the pond.

It was getting a bit chilly and my Springer Fern was keeping tight to me as we worked into the

tree line at the back of the pond. Setting down on the soft grass inside the shadow of the trees

we had a proper view of the sky and sillouettes of the trees stretching down the shallow valley

which the feeder stream had cut. After whispered instructions to my friend we sat to wait for the

first wave of duck to show .It was so quiet aside from the trickling water you could hear cars

passing a 3 miles away across the main valley. Until with no warning from the other side of trees

there was a huge bellow as a Red Deer stag declared he was randy and who was up for it aside

from the suddeness of bellow frightening the sh8 out of us I also had a spaniel trying to climb

on to my head. Ain't nature wonderful when you think you have a handle on everything it gives

you a slap and says 'Yes smartarse you were just getting wayyyy too comfortable'

[Evil Elvis]

Been close to one of those ******* when they do that, proper brown trouser moment!! :look:

[buster321c]

I used to do a bit of late keepering on the shoot in Derbyshire checking the feeders after

dark and keeping an eye open for Charlie. It was a bit remote the nearest main road

about a mile and half away and me about 3/4 mile inside the forestry locked gate behind

me. It was generally very quite aside from the odd owl and small squeaky things in the long

grass so as I went about my business I was always comforted by the knowledge that the

most dangerous thing abroad was me and my trusty s/s discounting the so called black cats

of the moors.

Until one night I'd invited a friend to join me duck flighting at the back end of the forest it was

a clear night with a good moon and just wisps of cloud to give eerie shadows on the gravel of

the track as we walked the last 200 yds to the pond.

It was getting a bit chilly and my Springer Fern was keeping tight to me as we worked into the

tree line at the back of the pond. Setting down on the soft grass inside the shadow of the trees

we had a proper view of the sky and sillouettes of the trees stretching down the shallow valley

which the feeder stream had cut. After whispered instructions to my friend we sat to wait for the

first wave of duck to show .It was so quiet aside from the trickling water you could hear cars

passing a 3 miles away across the main valley. Until with no warning from the other side of trees

there was a huge bellow as a Red Deer stag declared he was randy and who was up for it aside

from the suddeness of bellow frightening the sh8 out of us I also had a spaniel trying to climb

on to my head. Ain't nature wonderful when you think you have a handle on everything it gives

you a slap and says 'Yes smartarse you were just getting wayyyy too comfortable'

 

 

:look: B)