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I called in and shot a 110lb mountain lion about 9 years ago. Scariest thing was tracking it down and finding it alive and injured.

I saw one in Wood County years ago...Magnificent animal...I'll never forget it...And I always keep my eyes peeled in hopes of seeing one again...

As soon as he spotted me he took off like a bottle rocket...I could not shoot one, short of saving mine or anothers life...And that I do not believe will ever happen...

If an animal like that is somehow trapped in a surburban or urban area, something is definetly wrong...Somebody had it as a pet (illegally) and it got out, or it is sick...And sadly that needs to be dealt with...

budroux2w wrote:I called in and shot a 110lb mountain lion about 9 years ago.

Why, was it bothering you?

One of mountain lions favorite meals is young foals. Have friends on a ranch who lost 11 to them in 4 months. Next favorite meal is deer, after that most anything is fair game.

Sidro wrote:One of mountain lions favorite meals is young foals. Have friends on a ranch who lost 11 to them in 4 months.

In Texas???

Oldgringo wrote:

Sidro wrote:One of mountain lions favorite meals is young foals. Have friends on a ranch who lost 11 to them in 4 months.

In Texas???

You think they can read the "State Line" signs?

Oldgringo wrote: In Texas???

I refer you to page 18. http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/publication ... 0_0274.pdf" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

I beleive the 11 foals. An adult mtn lion can eat two full grown deer a week.

Do not mess with me:

Yes Oldgringo in Texas. This ranch like many others raises its own saddle horses so they have quite a few. They have fought mountain lions for years and while this many was unusual it happens.

As far as I was taught: Mountain Lion = Cougar = Puma

Well, I'll be jiggered! I would not be surprised if there were a couple down in the Davis Mountains or thereabouts, I just didn't realize they were roaming the the streets of Houston and the backroads of rural Texas eating up the baby horses.

I'll keep my eyes peeled. I'd sure like to get a good photo of such a majestic kitty. Of course, if one were to attack me or my truck, I'll be forced tp lay down a barrage of 230 gr HP's on its sorry self.

Thanks for the enlightenment.

joe817 wrote:As far as I was taught: Mountain Lion = Cougar = Puma

I was taught, see a giant cat in the suburbs shoot it. Seen what they can do to stray cats and small to medium sized dogs.
Saw a 150 pound Rotty who was missing an ear and part of his tail where he got into it with a Big Cat that was in the area, Dog was fine, cat was shot by State Troopers a few weeks later (took it down an An AR15)

On the one hand I am always distressed to see the natural environment, and domain, of our marvelous wild creatures disappear, block by block and acre by acre, but on the other I realize that time marches on, and I support any reasonable steps to protect these great beasts. It is not their fault that they are hungry, and the only food available is a stray dog or pet cat, since we have effectively destroyed their hunting range and their natural foods.

I guess I am schizo here, but many people and organizations are working on this, and I support them, philosophically and financially.

Jim

57Coastie wrote:On the one hand I am always distressed to see the natural environment, and domain, of our marvelous wild creatures disappear, block by block and acre by acre, but on the other I realize that time marches on, and I support any reasonable steps to protect these great beasts. It is not their fault that they are hungry, and the only food available is a stray dog or pet cat, since we have effectively destroyed their hunting range and their natural foods.

I guess I am schizo here, but many people and organizations are working on this, and I support them, philosophically and financially.

Jim

, yes, I do.

You're not the only schizo. Once upon a time way up in Hemphill County, I was set up over a prairie dog town with my trusty .22-250 when a coyote came into view. I had it in my crosshairs and the thought came into my head that I was killing for sport while the coyote was trying to stay alive. I watched the coyote lope off with a dead dog that I had provided.