Hey, that's always been my thought... I ever get told I have a couple of months to live, I'm going to go hunting a bear with a knife... either the rush of winning will keep me alive for a while longer, or I'll get eaten.... none of this laying down and waiting for it shit for me...
For your sake then I hope you plan on this being soon.... I'm pretty sure the feed bill for a panther would be horrible... lol
I have death tied to a chair in my basement. I stretched out his tongue and tied him to a chair. Then I made my agreement with death. When I am ready for him, I know where he is and I will come for him. Until then death can chill in my basement.