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Adventures with Animals
Yesterday I was driving in a residential neighborhood in Northampton so I could deliver a paycheck to one of my coworkers whose car was in the shop. And, right there on her street, I saw a bear! A real bear, just walking across the street, right past my car and into a driveway. Now, I had seen news stories about "Bears in Northampton! OHNOZ!" but I never expected to actually SEE one.
It was really weird to see a bear walking down the street. I saw a number of bears from different distances when I worked at Philmont, and that was much more natural. This poor guy just looked lost. Either way, I got Beth, said, "There's a bear on your street!" and we went bear hunting. I'm sure I looked nuts, cavorting around the neighborhood with my big ole belly looking for a bear.
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This morning we heard the sound of glass breaking and then Fin running up the basement steps, where he shot out of the cat door at lightning speed. When I got downstairs, I saw that he had knocked down the special ceramic cat food bowl I had made for Daedalus at one of those paint-your-own-pottery places. :( There were pieces of handpainted ceramic everywhere, and Daedalus was looking up at the dryer like, "Where is my bowl?" SO SAD.
It was really weird to see a bear walking down the street. I saw a number of bears from different distances when I worked at Philmont, and that was much more natural. This poor guy just looked lost. Either way, I got Beth, said, "There's a bear on your street!" and we went bear hunting. I'm sure I looked nuts, cavorting around the neighborhood with my big ole belly looking for a bear.
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This morning we heard the sound of glass breaking and then Fin running up the basement steps, where he shot out of the cat door at lightning speed. When I got downstairs, I saw that he had knocked down the special ceramic cat food bowl I had made for Daedalus at one of those paint-your-own-pottery places. :( There were pieces of handpainted ceramic everywhere, and Daedalus was looking up at the dryer like, "Where is my bowl?" SO SAD.
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We have 3.
Lesbear?
Re: Lesbear?
If there were two bears, maybe they WERE going to get married. It's just so weird to see a bear walking across a paved road into someone's driveway.