Golden Mountain Lions, that is, in the tamed and civilized hills of Rolling Hills Estates (Los Angeles suburbs) . . . I kid you not! Marash Girl was having dinner with her Marashtzi Cousins in a most elegant condominium looking out of the window as the sun went down, the setting sun shining on the gold of a golden mountain lion taking a leisurely walk through the grassy hills, the lion framed by the picture window for all to see -- but if you live in California, apparently, you don't see what you see. Oh, that's just a cat, said my cousin's wife. Now for someone who has grown up with cats and who knows cats, I'd sure have to agree with her -- a cat alright! A cat of about 5 feet in length with a tail almost as long. . . Just out for an early evening stroll!
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