When I was a little girl (no red riding hood!) we had friends who lived pretty far back in the woods in East Texas and, while I never saw it, I did hear a mighty big cat in the woods. They all swore it was a black panther and, whether anyone else believes it or not, I believe it was. Isn't life more interesting when you think about things instead of only believing what is given to you in black and white? I've heard of black panthers all my life, and along with alot of other things I believe but have no "proof" of, I choose to believe in this one.

Not offered in way of explanation ... merely insight, of possible import, in the case of Perforator. Good Day.