Last night, when I went out to get firewood, I startled something wild, which ran off quickly. It had moved faster than a racoon or skunk, and didn't have the gait of a deer.

Some twenty minutes later, I went out again and caught site of a longish thick black tail, too big for a cat, running for cover.

So today I went to the NHF&G website and looked at some pics, then to google for more pics and videos, all of which have convinced me that it was a fisher, aka fisher cat.

I had earlier tossed out the remains of an underdone burger, and can only surmise that the scent had brought it round for a snack.

Living in the woods does have its moments - Tom