08:45 AM (right about the time I was getting home from my night shift at the hospital). He's dining in broad daylight in my neighbors front yard.
03:19 - I'm at work, my husband and children are sleeping peacefully. Under the cover of darkness the lion feasts.
The carcass this morning when I got home.
The carcass yesterday when I left for work.In a shallow grave, at a distant place in the mountains lie the remains of a buck once full of life, strength and vitality. Just night before last, he was free to roam in the rocky terrain outside my home. His nostrils inhaled the fresh spring air and he playfully chased does across my yard. Last night the deathly predator returned again to feast on his remains…………….
As I drove the hour long stretch that lead to my home deep in the forest, I wondered if the lion had returned to unearth his prey and feast. He’s a brazen cat, undaunted by committing the slaughter in my neighbor’s front yard. He also wasn’t too concerned about covering his tracks. As you can see by the photos, he left the buck only partially buried yesterday. According to a neighbor’s trail camera, he came under the shadows of darkness at 3am to dine. Today, when I arrived home from my night shift, the carcass was almost fully covered, so I knew he’d been there. What I didn’t know was that I just missed him. Another shot on the trail camera shows that he feasted again just before or just after I drove in from my night shift. I switch vehicles about 20 feet or so from where the carcass is buried. If you look hard at the photos, you can see my green truck in the background.
