Did I hear Clan Chattan mentioned ? Sounds like we're entering Gow territory - "Touch Not The Cat Bot A Glove" and all that
Being of the confederation, I guess we should have been more mindful of the Scottish Wildcat. What I do remember, as a wee nipper all those years ago though, was at my Gran's house (Alpine Cottage) in Kirkmichael, Perthshire, the woodsmoke hanging in the air through the village and also red-deer skin and a moth-eaten Wildcat skin draped over a chair in a bedroom. I think the poor thing died of moth-infestation ! I also remember that a Wildcat used to seek shelter in the woodshed behind the house during winter (the snows around Kirkmichael could be really impressive) and my Dad surprised while one looking for fire-logs and it leapt over his shoulder and bounded through the snow into the darkness.