Comments on: Holy cats!

By: Victor

Victor — Tue, 20 May 2008 04:33:56 +0000

I feel the same about patchouli. Be glad you didn’t grow up during the ’60’s.

I don’t care what recreational chemistry people engage in. Still, back when I was at Yale, I would’ve been overjoyed had pumas devoured the two clowns on the ground floor of my dorm who used to get loaded, open all the windows, and play bassoon/oboe duets at 2 in the morning. Sadly, this proved impractical for many reasons.

By: Sara Harvey

Sara Harvey — Tue, 20 May 2008 02:12:17 +0000

There was a massive meadow on campus bordered on three sides by woods and the fourth by my dorm building. The view from my balcony was like watching Wild America.
The pot-heads used to go have thier 4:20 smoking circles there. It was a wonder none of them were ever eaten. But I hear mountain lions are totaslly turned off by the reek of patchouli.

By: Victor

Victor — Tue, 20 May 2008 01:45:35 +0000

Huh. Hadn’t noticed they differentiated. A mistake: mountain lion = cougar = puma = catamount = painter (plus a couple non-exclusive names such as “panther” and the ever-popular tigre), and every swingin’ tail of ‘em = Puma (or Felis) concolor.

So you saw one stalk and take down a deer once? Wow. That’s impressive. I’ve never so much as seen one in the wild.

I did have one jump on my head once. Granted, we both were young. And one of us, fortunately, was declawed. But that’s different tale.

By: Sara Harvey

Sara Harvey — Tue, 20 May 2008 01:31:20 +0000

I find it interesting that they differentiate between “mountain lion” and “cougar.” In California, we use the two interchangebly, as in a mountain lion is a particular type of cougar. To me, that is rather like saying than an animal is either a Saint Bernard or a dog.

Glad to hear the boy will be ok.

There were mountain lions all around campus at UCSC (up in Santa Cruz, CA). I saw one stalk a dn take down a deer once and it was was not unusual to see them stalk the meadow behind my dorm. None of us ever got et, though. Or even bitten, which considering how many nights we walked back through the woods from the Boonies where we had to aprk our cars abck to the dorms staggering drunk and oblivious in the dark (and I mean DARK, campus is in the woods) it is amazing we all lived to graduate!