This afternoon Becca and I were driving to Chattanooga with one of her regular customers, an aerial photographer, when the topic of conversation somehow came around to bobcats and panthers.
Then tonight, right before work, I was awakened by the sound of a helicopter flying very slowly, very low, very nearby. My mind raced to visions of escaped psychotic killers on the loose in my neighborhood. Well, after I got to work (leaving my wife all alone in the house, without me to protect her from the almost certainly brutal axe-murderer), I found out what all the manhunt action was about. Every emergency responder in three counties were combing the forest in search of a lost baby. Or a child. Or possibly a woman. Or maybe a Gigantic Evil Panther.
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