This weekend my boyfriend and I went camping near the coast, a little north of Jenner, if anyone knows where that is. Everything was all nice and peaceful until we were settling down to sleep. We heard vicious wildcat hunting/killing sounds and squeaking sounds of its unfortunate prey (probably a bunny). We also heard it making some sounds on/near our table. When we didn't hear it for a while, we decided it'd be safer to go sleep in the car. In the morning, we looked at the table and the mountain lion (I assume) ate all four of our muffins, took our chocolate bar that was in a ziplock bag, and took our box of graham crackers. It also batted around our apple juice and cooler. This stuff wasn't sitting out in the open, it was in a food locker that the campsite provided, so that was one smart kitty. So in conclusion, it sucks when a mountain lion eats your breakfast.
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Current Music: The Specials - Gangsters