dune hit it pretty close i'd say.
for some of you this is the hypothetical "proud beast" from the zoo, who is off in these mystical places where all animals live together in harmony.
to me it's my back yard. I live in the biggest city in Oregon, not the suburbs but the city. they've been spotted close to schools within 5 miles of my house. this is real life not a dr suess book.
I spend an average of 20-30 days in the forest every year (actually thats nights, not counting day trips).
as some of you have pointed out it is their territory and when you are in someone else’s territory you play by their rules and speak their language. as someone who knows that cats territory pretty damn well, I know his rules. his rules say that the top predator takes what he wants. what he wants is to eat, and if the deer are a bit to fast for him, your kid runs pretty slow.
however when we are the top predator he stays away from us, he hides when we come around, he avoids are children because he knows we are near and a threat, he runs when the dog barks because we usually show up soon and dogs lead us to him, and he'd rather not be a rug.
maybe we should take a poll, it would be interesting.
how much time do you spend "in nature"?
real nature, no water spigot, no parking slot, no fire-pit, damn sure no electrical outlets, and no camp manager or other agency to run to when you hear a noise. not another person for a mile, maybe 3.
what do you bet if we took this poll, that the strength of the belief in the whole anti-hunting, "lay down and let nature take you out because your on his turf" thing, is inversely proportionate to the believers contact with nature?