Three years ago now I was returning from fishing the river Teme at Bransford to my sister's place in Evesham on the old A44. About 2 miles out of Evesham and still very much in the country I saw a dark shape slink off the road and into the hedgerow about 100 yards in front of my car. It was twilight at the time. This was way too big to be any normal cat. It moved, however, just like a cat. I am certain that it was not a dog. I immediately slowed but by the time I got to the point where the creature had entered the hedgerow it had disappeared. When I got back my sister told me that there have been many sightings of "big cats" in the vale of Evesham.
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