SOMETIMES YOU JUST knom that you're being watched. Don't get me wrong: I'm not paranoid. But I admit that 1 love exploring a wild creature's home territory, with no guaiantee of a sighting, yet still sensing something of its presence. Though you mayspot some signs, the animal itself is elusive. That's how it is with the Scottish wildcat. Some call it the Highland tiger, after its reputation for fierceness and status as an icon of Scottish wilds, but I think of it is the Furry Pimpernel. Seek it here, seek it there, seek it everywhere... but be warned: this fehd is a Class A undercover operator. I should know. Some years ago, when a few rabbits lived in a bushy field corner beside my home on the Black Isle, north of Inverness, a wildcat would cometo call.
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