I used to hunt from the hay loft of the barn that is collapsed now, with a feeder set up about 40 yds away. Always set it close to the cover, as a covey would hide, make a mad dash out, get some corn and run back to the cover.
They always knew when a hawk was coming in. They would stay in the cover until it made its pass, then come back out.
One morning I saw motion just below me, and in the grey light, could just make out three bobcats laying in weeds watching the feeder. Two were pretty small, so I'm thiinking they were kits, and moma was teaching them hunting skills.
They always knew when a hawk was coming in. They would stay in the cover until it made its pass, then come back out.
One morning I saw motion just below me, and in the grey light, could just make out three bobcats laying in weeds watching the feeder. Two were pretty small, so I'm thiinking they were kits, and moma was teaching them hunting skills.