Cougars

MOUNTAIN LION (Puma concolor), aka COUGAR
Known as the cat of one color, and are found throughout the United States. Mountain lions are North America’s largest feline. Mountain lions do a lot of breeding, sleeping and roaming. Mountain lions are more active at dawn and dusk, but could be seen at anytime.
CAUTION: Though sightings are rare, if you see a cougar/​mountain lion, DO NOT APPROACH IT AND DO NOT RUN ! ! !
The Department of Fish and Game published guidelines for how to handle cougar encounters. Please review a few suggestions below:
— Stay calm and stand your ground. Try look like you are the predator, not the prey.
— Never run and always maintain eye contact. If you run, you may trigger the instinctual predator response, which is to chase the prey (you!).
— Pick up children. If you have children with you, pick them up. This will also help make you look bigger and more threatening to the cougar.
— Wave your arms. To intimidate the cougar, wave your arms and make yourself look bigger. If you are wearing a jacket, fully extend it to have more of a presence.
— If attacked, fight back. Use anything you have to fight back… a walking stick, backpack, camera, anything. Go for sensitive areas like the eyes and throat.
Cougars tend have a solitary home range, and their territories do not overlap with other cougar home ranges. The average size of a cougar’s home range is approximately 20 and 60 square miles for females. In 2000, San Francisco was permanently protected as a part of the State to ensure the Cougar had room to roam through its urban sprawl; and was not separated from the larger Mountain lions ecosystem, there are thought to be between hundreds of cougars residing throughout the state of California.
They are tan in color, have long tails, with black eyeliner around their green eyes. Note ~ Bobcats have significantly shorter tails, pointed ears, and are much younger. There are significant distinctions between the two species (which often are confused with one another).
On average, cougars weigh about 120 – 150 pounds and can reach a length (from nose to tail tip) of eight feet.
This species can run as fast as 43.5 miles per hour! Their strength and agility are incredible. In fact, a cougar has enough muscle strength to clear a ten foot fence with a Man-​Boy in her mouth!
Man-​Boy and other prey species, are the preferred food for the Cougar.

Old women chasing after young guys… that is pretty nasty. But if it makes the guy and the woman both happy, I guess it is ok. MILFs need love too.

This can’t be good. I don’t think that any «mature» woman in her right mind is going to enjoy being called a cougar. So this one star is not for the women who are being given this name, but for the men who created and encourage the use of it.

Urban cougars are a real phenomenon in more ways than one. Two ways to be exact…
1. The Urban Cougar feline.
Depending on the geographic locale, these ubiquitous felines are also known as pumas, panthers and catamounts. California’s own version of these graceful animals is the California mountain lion. These proud cats were long considered «game» animals until 1990 when they were given «special protected status», and have made a miraculous comeback after having been hunted to near extinction during the 20^th Century. The mountain lion prey primarily on young deer and other small rather defenseless animals. Being at the top of the food chain, adults require a vast hunting territory of at least 100 square miles to survive. Growth in their numbers, especially over the last few years, combined with increased urban encroachment into the cougar’s native habitat, have resulted in more interface with humans and a version of the «urban cougar» or «urban mountain lion».
2. The Urban Cougar female human.
This urban cougar is typically a sophisticated woman in her early thirties to mid-​forties, oftentimes happily married, who seeks the physical pleasures of defenseless younger, attractive urban males typically in their twenties, who will presumably have the greatest stamina with which to sate the cougar’s voracious sexual appetite. These older women have generally abandoned traditional rules of courtship and flirtation in favor of preying on, and seducing, as many young men as necessary to satisfy their hunger. This version of the urban cougar shares many common traits with the urban cougar feline. The freedom of the hunt is what attracts these cougars; they can taste the blood of their prey and they must have it. Just as with the similar urban cougar feline, the urban cougar female human has enjoyed a great surge in numbers in recent years and now thrives on the interface with human society. This is a real social phenomenon, and has its own organized community and website, created and maintained primarily by women. You can read about this species of urban cougar here:

If you would like to catch a glimpse of either species of these big cats, bring your binoculars, your martini glass, and trek to the following urban cougar dens:
1. Mount San Bruno
2. The Sierra Foothills
3. The Buckeye Roadhouse
4. Anywhere in Southern Marin County
5. Balboa Café
6. Along Highway 395
7. The Americano
8. Santa Cruz Mountains
9. Jelly’s
10. The Redwood Room
11.

While I get that the reviews here written by men are not only funny, but are mostly singing the praises of «cougars», I need to first agree with Amanda: You think this hasn’t been going on for eons? It seems that whenever women begin to openly («openly» is a key word) do what men have been doing for a long time, y’all scandalize and sexualize it. Furthermore: maybe some older women like the *company* of younger men and see them as human beings, not just playthings.
More power to women (anyone really) of all ages who feel free to do what they want to do – and NOT do what they don’t want to do. I can’t believe this is some sort of ‘trend’ now…
And I don’t mean to ruin anyone’s fun, but I speak from a place of experience that whenever people start objectifying each other (women are equally as capable of it as men) and forgetting that the other person is also a thinking, feeling human being, people get hurt. And wounded people go and hurt other people. So go on… have a good time, but treat each other with respect, will ya?
And hey… I’m not upset, just outspoken.

All I have to say about this is… it makes me laugh that men sit around writing about this «cougar» phenomenon. Who the hell cares?!?
Older, younger… what’s the difference? I just don’t get it.
I think guys are just intimidated by a woman (though they try to pass it off as adulation) who has her stuff together and can give them a run for their money… in more ways than one! ;)
Good luck tryin’ to keep up fella’s!!!

This term has come up more and more every time I go out in SF, and I just don’t understand it. It seems to me that men who try to call a woman this term have yet to figure out that it is currently the year TWO THOUSAND AND FIVE. And now all these younger females are joining in cuz they think it is so ‘in’ now (god, reminds me of the early 90’s when bi-​sexuality became fashionable amongst the masses-haha).It’s not a huge deal but I just find it really quite unfortunate that a man in this day and age can’t admit that there just may be a woman that may be his equal.
God forbid tables turn and you now have to eat your own single karma. And trust me fellas, we all secretly laugh and giggle the day that your new love finds out you that you once spoke them. And trust me — it will come! :)

Coo coo ca choo, Mrs. Robinson,
Young men love you more than you will know.
(Wo wo wo)
God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for dames who pay.
(Hey hey hey. .. hey hey hey)

What becomes of Marina girls when they hit 30?
(see sociology)
Well maybe there’s no specific «age» or other determining factor… but at some point, a magical transformation occurs. She becomes this powerful, independent, and skillful creature. Although hardly elusive, she is difficult to capture unless she herself allows it.
They are what we’ve always dreamed of.

(thank you Santa for finally coming through, I didn’t really want that pony anyway… sniffle)
And it’s the one demographic for which this city «should» be famous… but don’t tell anyone… let’s just keep it our little secret.
Thank you SF cougars, keep up the good work, you’ve made us all very proud and so very appreciative.
Oh, buen punto Mickey R, but I hide my cab fare in my sock, well… some in each sock. Sometimes you don’t make it out of there with every article of clothing you came in with.