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December 11, 2014


One of the rarest animals on the planet, the black panther - - J.B. White

Posted by gerardvanderleun at December 11, 2014 2:11 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Yep, even in the world of Farcry 4 there's only one.

Posted by: CaptDMO [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 11, 2014 3:38 PM

I once saw a black panther caged at zoo. Its saucer-shaped green eyes were fixed on a toddler walking freely around her mother. The cat never moved but to stare at the child. No one else noticed. I was unnerved.

Posted by: Eris Guy [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 2:46 AM

A leopard what changed it's spots.

Posted by: Vermont Woodchuck [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 3:08 AM

Too freakin' cool.

I didn't realize the Black Panther had spots, thought it was solid black.


Posted by: Lands’nGrooves [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 6:40 AM

My grand daughter has a black tom cat that weighs at least twenty five pounds. He actually looks kinda like that thing. No spots though.

Posted by: pbird [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 8:13 AM

Based on this cat's heavy build and his full "rosette" spots, this looks like a jaguar rather than a leopard. Melanism is relatively common in both species.

Posted by: waltj [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 11:40 AM


Posted by: ghostsniper [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 7:59 PM

Folks, I'm offering an apology for the above comment. Sometimes my chemo twists me up some. I shoulda STFU until the darkness passed.

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Posted by: chasmatic [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 12, 2014 10:11 PM

And yet there is pertinence in it chasmatic. I'm sorry you have to have chemo.

Posted by: pbird [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 13, 2014 8:42 AM

pbird: thanks for a kind word and some understanding.

In a confluence of chemo, SAD, watching my wife heading into dementia; feeling kinda low, vulnerable, (Old Nick always eager to whisper in my ear) ... *not excuses — it is after all, up to me*. The panther triggered some powerful flashback, whoosh and it knocked the wind out of me. I was immersed down to smells, that intense. I should have gone for a walk, read the Bible, called somebody, done something. It was here and gone within two dinky minutes that took hours to elapse. First time that has ever happened to me and I was scared shitless. I am paying more attention and I have some positive options: see it coming, warning signs, take evasive action. Get into the Light. I know some men, Marines, Masonic Brothers were in RVN and did some gnarly things; I will talk with them and they’ll say “yep, comes on ya once and a while, hunker down and it’ll pass”. I need that reassurance. Once and a while them hounds of hell come scratchin' at my door. I reckon we all have one or two of 'em.

Thanks for listening. Say a prayer for me.

Posted by: chasmatic [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 13, 2014 10:31 PM

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