Here's one I almost forgot about. Several years ago, I belonged to a group called the "American Longrifle Association" and we were having our eastern gathering at Martin's Station near Ewing, VA (SW Virginia). We were helping build the log fort there. On Saturday evening just at dusk, our cur dogs made a huge ruckus. There was supposed to be an Indian reenactment group pull a surprise attack on us sometime during the weekend to mimic the real conditions that the frontiersmen actually had to deal with. Well, we thought that the dogs had heard or smelled these guys trying to sneak up on us. We deployed our guys out into the dark with blank loads and waited to see what happened. After an hour of waiting everyone went back to the fire and then to bed. My son and I just rolled out our bedrolls next to the mule pen and went to sleep. Another commotion in the night, but we ignored it because we were just too tired from working all day to care. My son and I had to leave the next morning and as we were loading the truck, the head Ranger came by and asked us "if we saw the panther last night?" They saw it headed towards the fort about dark! It had been hanging around the area for awhile and had stolen a 60lb. shoat out of the pig pen the week before. I told my son that it was a good thing we didn't smell like pork last night! I don't know if they ever caught or killed it.