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[Deepsouth]

Somebody come along and used search to dig up an old thread by inyati about a black Panther in Kentucky. It's caused an argument to break out about cougars in east Texas. Actually its all a misunderstanding. When caustic says cougar he's talking about a mountain lion but greybeard thinks he's talking about an older woman who's picture keeps showing up on the top of the screen. Mean while the one hit wonder hasn't showed back up. He's probably lurking and laughing about the trouble he stirred up. Mean while Dash thinks he's the master searcher. Next thing you know some one hit wonder will come along and dig up an old black hereford thread. Search should be dismantled.
And the guy who dug up the panther thread didn't tell where he's from!

 

[greybeard]

Nice try, but I know the difference between a 2 legged cougar and a mountain lion.

 

[Nesikep]

Search is useless here.. it ignores anything too common (like "bull" or "cow"), or too short, and locks you out for 30 seconds between searches, so yeah, it is pretty useless!

 

[Dave]

Nice try, but I know the difference between a 2 legged cougar and a mountain lion.

Please explain the difference in detail including any and all personal dealings you may have had with each one.

 

[Nesikep]

I'd guess one of them chases his cows, the other chases him!

 

[melking]

I'd guess one of them chases his cows, the other chases him!

Perhaps in his dreams nesi

 

[M-5]

Search works fine if you know the short cuts.

 

[Deepsouth]

Search works fine if you know the short cuts.

See what I mean.

 

[Dave]

I'd guess one of them chases his cows, the other chases him!

Perhaps in his dreams nesi

A two legged cougar is an older woman who chases younger men. That means in in GB's case it would have to be a 90 year old woman chasing him. And now that I think about that I take back my request for details of personal experience.

 

[greybeard]

I'd guess one of them chases his cows, the other chases him!

I wasn't always old.
Never had a mountain lion chase my cows, but I have had some small experience with cougars, and pursuant to Dave's request, I will relate one of those experiences from several decades past.... but back then, I'd never heard the term cougar associated with women--that was before the internet.
Early 80s, I was a mechanic/electrician for a drilling rig company out of Houston, with a shop and home base in Burleson County. Went down one day to take care of a problem on one of our rigs in Victoria, a badly leaking bulk fuel canister filter. I got covered in diesel in the process, but got it fixed about the time tour change came. (shift change to you non-oilfield people) I decided to spend the night down there, clean up, shower and change and go out with the tool pusher and day tour guys to eat and have a few beers. Holiday Inn had a nice lounge--out on the new loop. We're all sittin there, drinking and even tho I showered, I still smelled like diesel--it had soaked in my boots. There was a table of women next to us, and before long, they joined us. They were all in their mid 40s--I was 34. We introduced ourselves, there wasn't no hiding we were oilfield since we all had uniform on with the drill company patch on the back of my shirt and the hand's coveralls. One, across the table said "I smell diesel" and everybody looked at me. Explained kinda sheepishly why I reeked and in a minute or 2, she picked up her drink and moved around beside me. A good lookin' woman, well dressed, no wedding band, and after talking some and a couple of dances, for whatever reason, she informed me I was going home with her.

She was driving a nice BWM or Mercedes--don't remember now, but I insisted I was taking my truck so I followed her to the better part of town, and pulled into a nice big house. I pulled my boots off at the door like a gentleman, and she pointed to the sofa "make yourself comfortable" , and said she was going to "freshen up". Coffee table was neatly layed out with investment magazines and qtr horse stuff. I remeber thinking "Don, you're way out of your league here, better be carefull you don't step in sumpthin" and was still worried she had a big ol mean husband somewhere, but I didn't see anything that indicated that--no men's stuff anywhere. We went on to bed, and she looked just as good without as she did with clothes on.

Right before we went to sleep, she told me to stick around if I could for breakfast and coffee, but she had to be at work a little after 9--my time was my own in that job as long as everything was runnin ok, so I said I would and went to sleep--a kinda cautoius sleep tho.

About daylight, I woke up to hear someone coming in the front door, and sat up quick, in fight or flight mode, but she reached over and said "Relax, it's just Maria". I didn't know who Maria was, but in a little bit, she called out and my new found object of lust said "WE'RE in here Maria". I guess Maria knew what that meant.
A little bit later, Maria knocked on the bedroom door, came in with a big tray of coffee and breakfast--little bitty dinky expensive cups and nice plates and silverware. Maria, was a LOOKER, and I mean a good looking young woman. Girlfriend saw me looking and said "Don't get any ideas--she IS married".
We ate, talked and I got up dressed and she handed me 2 business cards, with her name on them, one from a oilfield service company that said ceo on it and the other from Edward Jones that said executive manager. I got back up to my shop but I didn't call her. She called me about a week later at the shop, said she had found me thru my company's name, and wanted to know if I would go with her over to New Orleans for the weekend, but I made an excuse not to. Then wanted to come up and spend the weekend in Bryan or Austin, but I knew not to-just too far out my schoolin, and I sure regretted I didn't pursue that opportunity. She was, as we were prone to say back then, "a good lookin hide". She also owned that service company and had a horse ranch somewhere around Three Rivers. One I let get away........ :cry2:

 

[Muddy]

I thought a 80 years old woman are usually lioness? If they didn't have any teeth, they're called sabertooth.

 

[M-5]

 

[cow pollinater]

Please explain the difference in detail including any and all personal dealings you may have had with each one.

I'm not GB(or I'd still be sleeping with an eighty year old oil exec) but my experience is that mountain lions are secretive hunters that like to remain out of sight and will sustain themselves on small game and prefer a life of solitude.
Cougars, on the other hand, are ambush predators that are aggresive enough to push into the outskirts of town at dusk and stay there well into the night. As ambush predators they are masters of blending in with the world around them but when it's time to pounce they're man eaters with a voracious appetite. :nod:

 

[wacocowboy]

When I was in my early 20s we use to go to a cougar bar. Never had to pay for drinks and had plenty of ladies to go home with.

 

[greybeard]

I thought a 80 years old woman are usually lioness? If they didn't have any teeth, they're called sabertooth.

I think Coyote comes in there somewhere after Cougar. (I've been out of all that since meeting and keeping a 28 year old when I was 43. Still got her--or she's still got me.