Stalked By Mountain Lions.

Just before we moved to our new house, we heard reports that a mountain lion had been spotted in the section of the greenbelt/river trail where I ran every morning in the pre-dawn hours. At the time I was too busy getting ready to move to do much running anyway, so I thought little of it. After we moved to the other side of town, we heard of more sightings near our old neighborhood, but shrugged them off.

Then a couple weeks ago, we heard of a mountain lion being sighted on our side of town. Next there was a dog mauled by a lion just across the river from us. The cat had jumped a six-foot fence to shut that yapper up. A little spooky, but you have to admire that kind of enterprise, and besides, there was a swift-running, icy river between us and the feline menace.

Yesterday, though, two mountain lions were spotted on our side of the river, strolling through the development not four blocks from our house. At 1:30 in the afternoon!

So, for now, morning and evening walks by the river are off our agendas. We may be old and stringy, but I think they're following us.

P.