posted on Apr, 17 2009 @ 01:55 AM
I wish to share a story, which happened nearly 4 years ago.
Me and my friend were staying at his place when another friend called us to meet them at the local shop (small town!)
It was nearing 10pm and we were bored out of our brains so we decided to take them up on their offer. We started walking down the road and then up
next to the pine plantations which took you directly into town.
We had only walked approximately 300m on the track before i saw it. I saw its back legs and its (huge) tail. I swung my arm against my friends chest
and said "Stop". He said "What was that" because had heard cracking of twigs (Or something like it) so we started jogging backwards which turned
into a run. We ran off the track and onto the road which felt like about 400m when we heard a load BANG, like a gunshot from a .22 or something of the
sort which made us run even faster, now.. im a smoker and im not very fit at all, but you couldnt stop me from running as fast as i did that night.
We told our friends and you guessed it, they thought we were lying.
Here is a map of where we walked:
The next day, we walked down there (Looking for paw prints or anything) and on the way down or the first corner there was sheeps wool all over the
fence. Me and my mate thought that maybe the cat was getting into the farmers sheep then ran away, he'd gone inside, grabbed the rifle and fired a
warning shot or something.. we dont know.
[edit on 17-4-2009 by XeonSky]