Oh No! No Wildcat!

What a surprise this morning when the most recent post appeared on my iPad without the video!

Blame me, blame Blogger (let's not go into the frustrations of Blogger right now), blame whoever you like (your lawyer? Your not-really-my-lawyer lawyer?) but let me try and make it right.

First, if you click on the title of the post, you will be taken to the blog where you can see the video (I checked. It's really there.)

Second, I have, once again, attached Ati's video here. I've crossed my fingers, lit some candles and now hope that maybe it will show up here.

Third, it's probably best just to click on the post's title to see the video. And if that doesn't work, light some candles, pour a glass of wine, take a deep breath and remember that it's only Tuesday.

Wild Cat!

Hah! Now I bet that you're thinking that this piece will be all about Princess the Cat. You know, the reigning Rodent Slayer and DoodleFart of Love? But you'd be wrong. In truth, I'd have bet on Princess too, given that her name comes up here every so often.

Anchuela del Campo

Neither is this wild cat an out-of-control feral cat (Felis catus or Felis silvestris catus) that one encounters in cities, parks, fields and neighborhoods around most of the world.

Rather it's the European wildcat (Felis silvestris), a truly wild - as in, not domesticated and apparently not domesticable - cat who probably couldn't even conceive of a litter box. 

Larger than a typical housecat, the European wildcat quietly and secretly lives throughout much of Europe and has recently been caught on film in Spain, near Anchuela del Campo.

Atilano Lima Sauz, really known as our good friend Ati, has kept his Bushnell camera busy. I can't say for sure, but I'm thinking that there was many a night when the camera came up empty. Until at last, this wildcat showed up:

Congratulations, Ati!