Cougars (Wildcats) Making a Comeback

There is a bit of an argument going on between some supposed wildlife (animal) experts, and some Connecticut residents about whether or not there is a cougar population living in the wilds of Connecticut. It has actually been going on for some time now, with a number of state residents claiming they have had sightings of these wildcats over a good number of years. The (supposed) experts claim these sightings have been of anything but cougars, and that the cougar population in Connecticut has long been extinct, and is still extinct.
The controversy has flared up (re-ignited, or found new life) recently, when a cougar was hit and killed crossing a highway in the southwestern corner of the state. The "experts" say that someone must have been keeping it as a pet, and somehow it escaped. And so the argument goes on. Well, I have found the entire rigamarole (confused, or senseless talk) quite interesting over the course of time. Today, however, I was not only made to take it seriously, but also personally.
I was jogging on a dirt track by the river, as I try to do most days, when I spotted a large (about 6 feet long) wildcat walking across the field. It was probably a good 50 yards away from me, but I tried to do what they (the supposed experts) say you should do, which is maintain eye contact, and slowly back away. While I was doing this, the cougar let out a loud scream (it's a very scary sound), and then slowly walked off. When I was sure it was out of sight, I hastily (very, very hastily) flew home, all the while looking over my shoulder. Just to make sure it didn't follow me, instead of going right to my apartment, I got into my car and drove around for a half hour or so. Then, when I was sure I wasn't being followed, I went home. But I'm still keeping an eye out, and checking the windows on a regular basis, just in case.
So, remember to be careful out there. There's also rumored to be, a dangerous rogue elephant somewhere around here, too. I've seen a lot of strange things haunting the woods of New England. And whatever you do, don't get too close to the river. If I told you what I've seen in there, you would definitely think I was crazy as a bedbug.