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Even I know not to mess with this bear!
Queen of Swords
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Face it, when it comes to bear, I really lack a fear of them. Be it bravado, or stupidity, among my circle, I'm regarded as 'just plain crazy' because of the 'sensless' way i challenge them. (usually at a distance of less than 2 feet) As I've posted here before, I've had a number of 'close encounters' with them, going as far as booting a 250# male a few years ago in the * in my neighbors yard. Last night was a little disconcerting though, and I've been served notice that I'll have to be a smidge more cautious......
I was watchin the race, and dozed off just in time to see the end credits. Our yellow lab/golden cross, '*', notorious recreational barker, was doing his 'hey, someone's breathing within a hundred yards of my turf" or the 'I'm bored, and wanna go to bed' bark" (which it was, I'm not sure). I yelled out the back door, into the fenced in back yard, as usual, 'shut up stupid!' slammed the door, and he began barking even more. I went into the mud room, and heard an 'extra' voice growling, and snorting. I shook the old lady out of sleep and asked her where the hell the flashlight was. she gave me this little penlight thing and out to the back yard I go. *, 'the great protector' was lying flat on his belly freaking out hackles up, just freaking. I could hear the scratching and scraping of something big comin down the tree about 20 feet away, and another round of growling and 'huffing' coming from my 1 o'clock. i flipped on the 'flashlight', (one of those p/o/s's from the dollar store about 4" long with 2 'aa' batteries) which for supplying light is about as effective as 'pi$$in on a forest fire'. it was enough to see a good sized momma *-slidin down the tree by the fence while at least 1 other set of eyes peered from the woodline. * was long gone to the bedroom, and I couldn't say I blamed him!
gotta tell the kids to make lot's of noise when they come around or out of the house, I guess!
UPDATE
Went out to check out the tree 'bigg momma' was in last night. it's an eighty year old pine, and the 'diggins' are about 8 inches across. What little I saw of her says she's about 400#. at the local mini mart, the girl said that there were a bunch of people over the last couple of days talkin about her and our neighbors showed me where she had literally bent the corner of their back porch, hasp locked freezer lid up at a 45 degree angle in the course of a late night feast. would hate to do it but it's ammonia ballon time again! (the alternative is the .444) Police scanner last night was busy with visits to at least 5 houses up and down our street.
Face it, when it comes to bear, I really lack a fear of them. Be it bravado, or stupidity, among my circle, I'm regarded as 'just plain crazy' because of the 'sensless' way i challenge them. (usually at a distance of less than 2 feet) As I've posted here before, I've had a number of 'close encounters' with them, going as far as booting a 250# male a few years ago in the * in my neighbors yard. Last night was a little disconcerting though, and I've been served notice that I'll have to be a smidge more cautious......
I was watchin the race, and dozed off just in time to see the end credits. Our yellow lab/golden cross, '*', notorious recreational barker, was doing his 'hey, someone's breathing within a hundred yards of my turf" or the 'I'm bored, and wanna go to bed' bark" (which it was, I'm not sure). I yelled out the back door, into the fenced in back yard, as usual, 'shut up stupid!' slammed the door, and he began barking even more. I went into the mud room, and heard an 'extra' voice growling, and snorting. I shook the old lady out of sleep and asked her where the hell the flashlight was. she gave me this little penlight thing and out to the back yard I go. *, 'the great protector' was lying flat on his belly freaking out hackles up, just freaking. I could hear the scratching and scraping of something big comin down the tree about 20 feet away, and another round of growling and 'huffing' coming from my 1 o'clock. i flipped on the 'flashlight', (one of those p/o/s's from the dollar store about 4" long with 2 'aa' batteries) which for supplying light is about as effective as 'pi$$in on a forest fire'. it was enough to see a good sized momma *-slidin down the tree by the fence while at least 1 other set of eyes peered from the woodline. * was long gone to the bedroom, and I couldn't say I blamed him!
gotta tell the kids to make lot's of noise when they come around or out of the house, I guess!
UPDATE
Went out to check out the tree 'bigg momma' was in last night. it's an eighty year old pine, and the 'diggins' are about 8 inches across. What little I saw of her says she's about 400#. at the local mini mart, the girl said that there were a bunch of people over the last couple of days talkin about her and our neighbors showed me where she had literally bent the corner of their back porch, hasp locked freezer lid up at a 45 degree angle in the course of a late night feast. would hate to do it but it's ammonia ballon time again! (the alternative is the .444) Police scanner last night was busy with visits to at least 5 houses up and down our street.
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I assume you must be out in the country a ways from the city.
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In the old days we would have just shot the friggin' bear. End of story, life is good.
I would hope the end of the story would be the burp after dinner.
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