From the Star Valley Independent:
_”The cat had its eyes fixed on me, never looking away once . . . ,” Kellen [Lancaster] recalled.
In an instant [he] was transformed from being the hunter to being the hunted. . . .
“While I was running for the guns, my dad was trying to back away from . . . the cat,” said [Kellen’s son] Adam. “He tripped over a rock and into sagebrush onto his back. In a moment’s time, the cougar jumped and was within inches of my dad’s feet. . . .”
“I heard the crack of the rifle to my left,” said Kellen. . . . “Fur puffed into the air. . . . I knew it was over.”_