I saw a flock of wild turkeys, took some unsuccessful pictures, then found them again later. I got a little bit of video that time because I love the sound they make. They were having a conversation or perhaps an argument with a crow flying overhead.
Later, though, was the prize. I saw this lovely beast:
I thought it was a mountain lion but it seemed too small. Later I looked up big cats and confirmed Paul's determination that it was a lynx, otherwise known as a bobcat. I thought initially that it wasn't a bobcat because it's ears didn't look right. But there are many versions.
I have to admit I was a little nervous. I did not know the proper behavior and the cat came right toward me. I stayed still, taking pictures when I could, and eventually he or she turned and went calmly up the hill. During this time I managed to mess up the settings on my camera accidentally and lost what might have been some good shots.
Later, of course, I looked up the behavior business too, in case I am fool enough to venture out at dusk again. What a great time to see animals! I also saw a hawk or maybe it was an owl. The hills are alive, all right, but with a different kind of music.