Our Lynx

I went and visited our lynx a few minutes ago.  I thought it would be a nice thing to do. He's been alone for some months now (his mate passed on - she was very, very old for a lynx) and he is purported to be somewhat lonely. 

I had seen him on a few occasions, but always from far. Today, I made a special effort to trounce through the snow, through the gates and visit, close up for a bit.  He hated it. It was a definite stand off and I was most certainly not welcome. Clearly, no one has explained to him that I am going to launch a campaign to raise $25,000 to put him and a new friend in the BEST lynx enclosure ever!!  A spectacular plot of land with a hill, lots of trees, places to hide and so much more!  We'll have a nice platform for people to stand on and fencing that looks invisible from far away. A home any lynx would be proud of. And yet, all I got was a stare down and some general seething.

Hmph I say!  If only he weren't so gosh darn adorable!!