The Bobcat is in the...

...House! More specifically, in my (our) bedroom!!! For the love, you don't say. As I drift off to sleep every night, I now 'get to' feel the presence of a large (trophy size, according to the taxidermist!) bobcat peering down on me (my side of the bed and everything). Right next to the turkey in full strut, mind you. Why in the bedroom and not in the basement (or better yet the garage)? Thanks to a very curious (alive) feline in our house, we have to keep these precious (dead) animals high enough that they are not attacked and Kyle's dresser is about the tallest thing in the house, next to him that is. The bobcat is certainly in good company at our house, as it joins the ranks of a black bear (in Hadley's room, her choice), a caribou in velvet, a buck, and of course its new bedroom companion the turkey.

It was a very special morning for Hadley, as she and Kyle have been anticpating this bobcat event for a whole year now (Kyle shot it last winter). They drove an hour each way to carefully retrieve it from the taxidermist, and according to Kyle it was quite the drive home with the two of them in the backseat (Hadley, and the bobcat that is). Here is a little clip that Kyle actually took while they were driving (real safe, hon). Hadley is asking the bobcat if he likes his food, and then about how its attached to his paw (I almost forgot... there are actually 3 animals in my bedroom now - apparently three is the charm - the bobcat is leaping up to grab a partridge, aka the food she's talking about).

Here's my question to you, just how many pair of shoes do you think that bobcat is worth?