On Saturday, my BFF, Helen and her hubs, Ron, came to Harstine after their Thanksgiving visit to Helen’s mom’s in Puyallup to spend the day and the night with us. Shortly after they arrived, we headed over to the Wild Felid Advocacy Center here on the island. It’s a wild cat sanctuary and John and I had known of its existence but had never been there before. We learned about it from our neighbors, who go fairly often when their grandkids are visiting, only about 15 minutes from our house. So this was the first time for all of us, and we weren’t sure what to expect (other than our neighbors had told us that it was very cool!)
AND IT WAS!
I was afraid it was mostly bobcats in cages, but it was so much more than that. (Yes, they did have quite a few bobcats, and they were beautiful). I was so impressed with the habitat structures and the spaces they had to exercise or hide from the elements (including “warm rocks” in their enclosures). It’s a non-profit, operated solely from donations and admissions, and run exclusively by obviously very dedicated volunteers. We were beyond impressed!
Here is a good example of the grounds. As you can see, it’s pretty and well-maintained and peaceful (except when you hear one of the cougars calling for us in the distance. That wasn’t especially “peaceful” but certainly intriguing!)
We weren’t allowed to take photos, and I was really disappointed about that! Oh, to have gotten a selfie with all of us in front of the tigers! Or Harley the cougar! Such a bummer. So I grabbed some pictures from their website to post here. And yes, we saw ALL of these wonderful creatures, and more!
This is one of the tigers—there were two, both female, named Hannah and Suri. They came right up to the fence and it was clear how much they knew and liked our guide (who actually lives on site and he was GREAT!) The tiger we saw at the San Diego Zoo was lovely, too, but he was pretty far away from the people. THIS was up close and personal and I was over the moon.
Seeing those tigers was probably the highlight, but as cat lovers, we were all so emotionally blubbery over ALL of the cats. This guy below is Turbo the Leopard. The guide explained that he is—by far—the most intelligent of all the cats. He’s clever, sneaky, manipulative, and always watchful, taking in his surroundings and constantly processing and assessing. It takes a minimum of 5 volunteers to manage the protocol of cleaning his enclosure or handling him when they need to because, well, he’s really really smart. Isn’t he gorgeous?
This is Harley, one of the cougars, and he’s also a character. While we were there, he watched us for a while as we walked around his enclosure, and then fast as lightning he rushed out and hopped on top of a platform to get closer and peer at us. Stunningly beautiful. THE SIZE OF HIS PAWS.
This was one of the caracals, something I wasn’t familiar with, but man-oh-man were they sleek and gorgeous! They had several of them, too.
And finally, one of the bobcats. They look kind of like a house cat (with a short tail), but they are BIG. And it’s obvious how wild they are because they pace back and forth over and over again. Basically a feral cat on steroids.
We asked a lot of questions. Local restaurants donate their excess raw meat. They go through many, many pounds of it every day. Some of the cats had been either owned by individuals who died or other sanctuaries who went out of business. Or, they were USED by corporations for marketing and photo shoots and then they didn’t want them anymore, or couldn’t deal with them anymore. (Grrr). They were all raised by and accustomed to humans and so they cannot be released into the wild. One of the bobcats HAD been released and came to the sanctuary all beat up and injured. (People are so stupid). We really got the impression that they were healthy, comfortable, engaged, and also loved!
It poured down rain while we were there (and I mean poured), and other than a background feeling of annoyance, it really didn’t matter. (Well, maybe with the exception of John because he’d forgotten a hat for his bald head…) We were so engrossed, so caught up in the amazeballs of the experience, that the annoyance of our immediate environment just wasn’t a factor. We all fell in love.
Such a fun time. The Harstine community center is right next to the cat sanctuary and they were having a holiday bazar so we stopped in there for a bit. (Bought a couple of fun things, including a Harstine Island 2017 calendar with lovely photos, and a Christmas décor thingy with a KINGFISHER! Score!) Came home and snacked, drank wine, then later had a casual dinner of yakisoba and Asian cucumber salad. As usual, whenever Helen and Ron come to visit—whenever anybody comes to visit—it was a whirlwind! Blink and it’s done.