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This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0041_01CFC3CF.31BB2A70 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Yesterday evening I stopped on Sandy Cove Road just one utility pole = distant from the intersection with Ketch Harbour Road. A pair of Grey = Jays on the east side of the road attracted my attention so I got out of = my car to attempt some photos. I heard what I thought was an odd = sounding "screech", much like a Hermit Thrush, coming from the west side = of the road. Then suddenly a bobcat kitten popped out of the east side = bushes from the direction of the Grey Jays, and stopped not three metres = from me. The kitten was no larger than a house cat, perhaps four = kilograms, and unbelievably cute with an appearance that was identical = to an adult, complete with the pointy ears, puffy cheeks and short = raised tail. The kitten had not seen me yet but when I lifted my camera, = for a "life shot", it was enough movement to attract its attention and = it disappeared into the woods on the west side of the road. = The"screeching continued" so I concluded that perhaps it was an adult = bobcat calling its kittens or a Hermit Thrush with a bad head cold. I continued on down the road and met up with Richard Hatch and relayed = the story to him. After a brief look at the dogs running around Sandy = Cove's beach I gave up on seeing any shore birds. Off on a distant rock = a large shore bird sat, possibly the American Golden Plover that has = frequented the beach in the last few days. As I returned back towards Ketch Harbour Road I spotted Richard Hatch = parked. I double parked beside him and we had a fifteen minute = discussion about the bobcat kitten while listening to the "screeching" = which continued on the west side of the road. Then another bobcat kitten = appeared on the road and crossed over from the east side to the west = side. Then the "screeching" stopped. We surmised that the mother bobcat = had finally collected its whole brood. It was a life experience for both Richard and I. Hans ____________________________________________________________________ Hans Toom Portuguese Cove, Nova Scotia, Canada http://www.hanstoom.com http://www.hanstoom.com/blog ------=_NextPart_000_0041_01CFC3CF.31BB2A70 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable <!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"> <HTML><HEAD> <META content=3D"text/html; charset=3Diso-8859-1" = http-equiv=3DContent-Type> <META name=3DGENERATOR content=3D"MSHTML 8.00.6001.23588"> <STYLE></STYLE> </HEAD> <BODY bgColor=3D#ffffff> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial>Yesterday evening I stopped on Sandy = Cove Road just=20 one utility pole distant from the intersection with Ketch Harbour Road. = A pair=20 of <STRONG>Grey Jays</STRONG> on the east side of the road attracted my=20 attention so I got out of my car to attempt some photos. I heard = what I=20 thought was an odd sounding "screech", much like a <STRONG>Hermit=20 Thrush</STRONG>, coming from the west side of the road. Then suddenly a=20 <STRONG>bobcat kitten</STRONG> popped out of the east side bushes = from the=20 direction of the Grey Jays, and stopped not three metres from = me<STRONG>.=20 </STRONG>The kitten was no larger than a house cat, perhaps four = kilograms, and=20 unbelievably cute with an appearance that was identical to an = adult,=20 complete with the pointy ears, puffy cheeks and short raised tail. = The=20 kitten had not seen me yet but when I lifted my camera, for a "life=20 shot", it was enough movement to attract its attention and it = disappeared=20 into the woods on the west side of the road. The"screeching continued" = so I=20 concluded that perhaps it was an adult bobcat calling its kittens or a = Hermit=20 Thrush with a bad head cold.</FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial>I continued on down the road and met up = with=20 Richard Hatch and relayed the story to him. After a brief look at the = dogs=20 running around Sandy Cove's beach I gave up on seeing any shore birds. = Off on a=20 distant rock a large shore bird sat, possibly the <STRONG>American = Golden=20 Plover</STRONG> that has frequented the beach in the last few = days.</FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial>As I returned back towards Ketch = Harbour Road=20 I spotted Richard Hatch parked. I double parked beside him and we had a = fifteen=20 minute discussion about the bobcat kitten while listening to=20 the "screeching" which continued on the west side of the road. Then = another=20 bobcat kitten appeared on the road and crossed over from the east side = to the=20 west side. Then the "screeching" stopped. We surmised that the = mother=20 bobcat had finally collected its whole brood.</FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial>It was a life experience for both = Richard and=20 I.</FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial>Hans</FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2 face=3DArial></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT size=3D2=20 face=3DArial>____________________________________________________________= ________<BR>Hans=20 Toom<BR>Portuguese Cove, Nova Scotia, Canada<BR><A=20 href=3D"http://www.hanstoom.com">http://www.hanstoom.com</A><BR><A=20 href=3D"http://www.hanstoom.com/blog">http://www.hanstoom.com/blog</A><BR= ></FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML> ------=_NextPart_000_0041_01CFC3CF.31BB2A70--
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