Morning visitor

An adolescent bear was right outside the front door this morning. Its reddish, light-brown coat looked beautiful in the rainy, gray light. Unfortunately I did not get a photo. I was too busy telling Bonnie that yes, this was something I wanted her to let me know about. Then wishing it would hang around eating grass in the yard so I wouldn’t have to mow. Then remembering that I needed to try to impress upon the bear that people and their houses are not good places for bears to hang around. Then it left and I couldn’t get a photo.

Jessie intuitively knew about bears. She hardly ever barked, but for as long as she could hear, anytime day or night that there was a bear outside she used a special, very quiet, “woof-woof.” Her way of saying, “There is something outside you should know about, but I don’t want it to know I am in here.” Not that she was a wimp. Once when she was visiting a friend and a bear walked in the back door she barked it back outside. She just preferred to avoid confrontation if possible.

After two and a half days in the boot my foot feels better than it has in many months. I am sure I will get sick of the boot soon enough, but for now I am happy that it seems to be working.

4 thoughts on “Morning visitor”

  1. how did you know it was an adolescent bear? was mom near by rolling her eyes and threatening to take away the salmon for a whole month?

    bears. COOL! scary and deserving of my respect, but… COOL!

  2. It was bigger than a baby bear and it was smaller than an adult. No mom around either.

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