“It was very sleek and about the size of a tiger. It was like looking at a shadow as it was jet black, as black as you can get. It was very powerful looking and its tail was very long, too. What struck me about its tail was where it hung down its hindquarters it was very long and the same thickness all the way down. It was a perfect bow shape – if you put a piece of string across it, it would look like a strung bow for a bow and arrow set. It was watching us and I think we spotted each other at the same time as we were about fifty – sixty yards away.
Then all of a sudden it disappeared and hopped over a hedge into the scrub land which leads into the woods. I ran up here as I thought there might be a chance of seeing it, but it was gone. It was probably more scared of us than us of it. I wasn’t that scared at the time but thinking about it now if I had been cornered it could have gotten a bit nasty, as it probably weighs about 65 pounds – heavy enough to bring a deer down, as the saying goes.”
Ginger admitted to the man, to the hunter, that she had not seen the animal for sure, but she had been attacked at sunset, by an unknown animal, over a month ago.