This is going to sound daft but bear with me. I walk the moors near Haworth most weekends, right? In the last month, I've encountered a jet-black cat on five separate occasions. Different locations, different times of day. Each time it appears, watches me for a bit, then just... vanishes into the bracken.
Black moggies are common enough, but this one is massive. Too big for a domestic cat. And its eyes - they're wrong somehow. Yellow-green, unblinking. My nan used to tell stories about black cats on the moors being harbingers. She was from round there originally.
Could this be a surviving population of lynx? A cryptid we haven't catalogued? Or am I just spooking myself in the dark nights? Would love to hear if anyone else has had similar experiences, particularly in northern England.