RIP James Bond -- my cat

I normally like to spice up the blog here by having some graphics/photos each day, but I was totally unmotivated to do anything other than post the links that I saved earlier in the day. Some of you that are friends on facebook know that I spent the day worrying about my cat that never showed up to come in yesterday morning. I looked all over for him and when we took Pooka for her walk, she led us to him and my worst fears were confirmed. The first thought was coyotes had got him, it was obviously some animal larger than him. After talking to our next door neighbor she said she had seen a Bobcat in front of our fence (which is likely were he crawled under to get out of the yard) so then we thought it was a Bobcat. However, sitting in the living room the motion sensor lights went on and there stood a full grown mountain lion, looking into our yard through the gate as though he were hoping for another snack. There is just something wrong with that -- bright lights like we have on the gate should scare wild animals that are afraid of humans away. He turned and left, but he wasn't in a hurry and it was quite obvious that the lights hadn't really frightened him. I have a feeling this is the same large cat that was following us on our walk last summer, only it has grown. What was left of my cat's body was in the same place where we spotted that large cat. I think he is hoping to munch down on Pooka now. Pooka is 90 lbs, but a mountain lion can take down a grown deer, so I don't think she would be a big problem for him. I have emailed (the office was closed by that time) the state wildlife people in hopes that they might trap and move the mountain lion to somewhere away from people. It isn't that I am just angry because it killed my cat. I am very very sad about that, but I don't blame the mountain lion for doing what mountain lions do. Mostly I feel that it may be a danger to more than pets since judging by last summer and it standing at our gate last night - it isn't afraid of people.

I can't bring myself to post a photo of James Bond (my cat) yet. Sometime in the future I will do a tribute to him at my pet blog, but right now I have finally gone an hour without crying and if I see a photo of him that will make me cry again.