Oh. And we were also in a tree stand. Haha, that morning, my cat came outside and followed us through our woods right up to our tree. I dosed off for a while and when I woke up I thought I heard a fawn under our tree, which usually means an adult is somewhere close by (hopefully). But I looked over and I saw a cyote, or howeveryou spell it, across the creek eyeing my strange little bleeting kitty. The cyote dashed around the creek and my kitty ran for its life. I just thought that'd be funny to add in.
