After a rain, I like to take the dirt trails through the park. I get muddy, but some times I find the best animal tracks. Once I found the tracks a Red Shouldered Hawk left as she had swooped down on her prey. I saw her hunting in this area yesterday, so I thought maybe I could find her tracks again. But no...no Red Shouldered Hawk tracks. I did find,
And then a set of tracks that stopped me in MY tracks.
Bob Cat Tracks. Four toes, no claws, scalloped pad, hind foot print stepping on, or close to, the forefoot print.
I followed the tracks through the park about a quarter of a mile, until the cat must have decided to go back down into the creek bed. I was pretty excited! This is why I got rid of my treadmill. I need to be O-U-T-S-I-D-E it helps me keep a grip on what little sanity I have!