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I was awakened out of a dead sleep in the wee hours of the morning--about 3:00 am--by the sound of a woman screaming. In those strange surreal first moments, I wasn't quite sure if it happened solely in my dream, or if I had actually heard something.
And then the wild screeching scream sounded again. Awake, I know without a doubt what I heard. There is an unmistakable eerie haunting sound that a bobcat makes. Once you've experienced it, you never forget it.
This wasn't happening in the far-off woods, folks. This cat was right outside our bedroom window. I jumped up, and banged on the window with three rapid strong beats----and the noise stopped. I didn't hear it again the rest of the night. (okay, so the woods aren't far off--until the logging trucks showed up a few months back we had a lovely woods right beside our house that now resembles a war-torn cornfield---but you get my meaning.)
Daughter the eldest mentioned she heard a child screaming the other night. Honestly, I just thought she was dreaming. She has a history of very intense, vivid dreams. I suppose the thought that it could be more crossed my mind briefly, but I pushed it aside with a "don't be silly" thought. I know better now.
We've lived here 15 years and never in that time have we had such close encounters with these large creatures in our neighborhood.
It is unsettling.