The electric fence was left off last night and Bam paid the ultimate price, trying to save his girls. Not even a a big white rock roo can stand up to a mama bear. Our dog made an attemp to chase off the bear but had no success. The bear also managed to get three hens, before I could get to that area of the property. I did get an arrow in her, so I won't have any more problems with her. Hopefully, the cubs are not old enough to take care of themselves. That would mean three bears with one arrow. I will have bear bacon with my eggs in a few weeks, so not all is lost. I will sure miss seeing Bam running at feed time or any time the gate was opened. He was more of a playful animal than any chicken I have ever had. If I was to sit down in the yard he would jump up on my shoulder or head. If he thought he could get away with it, he would attack when you wasn't looking, but with his 1.5 inch spurs he would never draw blood, he would use his wings instead. Not wanting the cubs to starve I will spend the afternoon in that area of the property listening for the cubs calling for their mama. At which time they will join her. We wouldn't have this problem if the city inturders would put their garbage up and clean their bar-b-ques. Even after a house is totaled by a bear or coon, these people still refuse to listen.