During the mid December snow storm, I was hunting on my lease in West Texas.
I saw a bobcat sitting next to the game fence. I watched him for a while and thought be might be caught in a snare since it was 3:30 in the afternoon and he had not run off yet. I decided to make the 150-yard shot instead of dispatching him at close range.
When I got to him, I was more than surprised.
He was not trapped and there was a whitetail deer laying dead on the other side of the fence. The neck of the deer was soaking wet and from the scratch and drag marks left in the snow, it was pretty clear what was going on along the fence line.
The deer, a button buck, looked like it had been gored in the hip and must have just died. He was not stiff. The bobcat must have found him and wanted to get him under the fence.
I was very lucky to experience mother nature and very lucky to harvest a very nice bobcat.