One day while I was driving in the main gate at Moss Creek, a private estate and wildlife sanctuary, a guy drives up and screaches on his brakes, gets out and starts screaming at me. I recognized this bum as one of the neighbors who routinely trys to sneak on the property to hunt, or poach is a better word. His sister called the police once because she found a dead cow that was mutilated, she said it was "devil worshippers". My Vet friend said the cow was eaten by coyotes, it exhibited the same feeding... read more
