Kekd. Horses are retarded.
Lived in NE Shasta county for a decade, saw two cougars in daylight, both were medium sized. Saw maybe five bobcats, all small. Saw some timber rattlers that would make you think twice about where you step.
Often walked home from my cousin's house after dinner, five miles and 1500 feet of gain. Winter nights with no moon, would stay on the road by looking at the stars between the tall timber. Dark as satan's butthole, no lights or neighbors the whole way.
I'm big and mean and fairly brave, but still would have times when a sound, or nothing at all would make my hair tingle and heart race. Stand there in the pitch black listening, gripping my knife and wondering if I'd get any warning.
We would joke about it, "At least it's an honorable way to go, fighting tooth and fang with a lion."
Then one night in the truck, about a mile from home, I see two big cats cross the road in front of me. Nose to tail, looked ten foot long. Spooked me pretty good, they were BIG fuckers.
Next day had report from a neighbor that they ate one of his goats.
Next trip to town I bought a new Remington 870 and never did that walk again without it. Figured they could still end me if they wanted to, but man it was a warm and fuzzy feeling holding a bunch of 00B at ready.
Never did see any big ones in daylight.