Sig and I just witnessed the late-night stroll of a bobcat and her two kittens!
We were coming back from In-N-Out Burger when he shushed me and pointed ahead at slinking momma going down the path by our apartment. I'd seen her once before and thought, "That is one wild looking cat. Oh, no, that's a bobcat." About five seconds after Sig saw mom, the following string of words issued uncontrollably from my mouth, "Kitten! Kitten, kitten! Look it's a kitten!"
We stalked them around the side of the building, and sure enough along came the cat with not one, but two, kits. The first kitten spotted us and came slinking curiously over. (At which point we retreated, not wanting to incite the ire of a wild 20-pounds of muscle and claw.)
They headed on quietly, mom with somewhere to go, babies rather intent on exploring, wandering, eating grass - occasionally jumping in surprise just like our kitten does.
I love these tenuous threads. I feel like I just brushed another world.
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