Atta girl, Queenie Maxine!
Not too long after we moved out of the suburbs to our current home, a black bear wandered through our front yard. I watched it from the front door, even managing to get a couple of pictures. I went to work the next day, and told everybody about our visitor. Everyone wanted to know what I did. Did I chase it? (Um, no. It's a bear. One of the few wild creatures around here that might actually outweigh me.) Did I call the police? (I can imagine the reaction from our County Sheriff's office.) What about Animal Control? (What would they do with a bear??? And it wasn't hurting anything - just wandering around the country, as bears do.)
Not too long after we moved out of the suburbs to our current home, a black bear wandered through our front yard. I watched it from the front door, even managing to get a couple of pictures. I went to work the next day, and told everybody about our visitor. Everyone wanted to know what I did. Did I chase it? (Um, no. It's a bear. One of the few wild creatures around here that might actually outweigh me.) Did I call the police? (I can imagine the reaction from our County Sheriff's office.) What about Animal Control? (What would they do with a bear??? And it wasn't hurting anything - just wandering around the country, as bears do.)