Dear Cougar Hunters,

It is many and often time I am reminded why the cougar is the cat for me.

The flower that is youth is beautiful in it's simplicity, it's delicacy, it's utter acknowledgement of life.  I would say that a most recent experience of mine can vouch for this claim with complete sincerity.  Well, I guess we all know that anyway, about youth that is, but it's important to acknowledge it from time to time.

Take me, I went out to a college bar this past week, and had one of the best nights of my life.  With the 21 crowd.  Now that may be a blast from the past for many of us...and yet we somehow can get right back into the swing of things, as they say.

So we have this porcelain youth in all it's fragility and splendor.  That was evocative!  And good lord to have oneself compromised like that, fires it all up.

With that said, youth is blind, and age has sight.  Youth runs by a different set of rules -- macho, macho, macho.  Age is not sweating the macho angle what-so-ever.  With a Cougar, it's all about presentation and style; talent and wisdom.  It's more than a pretty face.  Cougars are downright self-reliant, and if you want to get one's attention, you must work hard and demonstrate your talents.  And that's why age sweeps youth.

Let me know your stories...

Best,


OVP