Calling all scatologists! Let’s play another round of “Whose Scat is That!” Early this morning (about 0330), hubby went out on the deck to check on the hot tub that was overheating yesterday. He scared something BIG that was right at the edge of the crick bed and about ten feet from the deck. He said it sounded too big and heavy to be a deer, so I initially thought “human.” (Not an out-of-the-question thought for our area, unfortunately.) But when I went out to scoop poop and let the girls out into the yard for some supervised recess time, I found two HUGE piles of bright green poop! Definitely not deer, coyote, fox, coon, or people poop. I’m thinking now that we’ve resolved the question of whether bears that are black really do doo-doo in the woods!
We live in waaaaaaaaay-Southern Ohio, on a 160 acres hardwood tree farm, in the foothills of the Appalachians. The scat was about twenty feet from the back of the run, heading towards the river right across the road. I’m thinking momma kicked junior out and he came to check out the yummy delicious bbq grill on the back deck. Hubby, literally, scared the crap out of him!
FYI, my hand is about two feet above the poop.
We live in waaaaaaaaay-Southern Ohio, on a 160 acres hardwood tree farm, in the foothills of the Appalachians. The scat was about twenty feet from the back of the run, heading towards the river right across the road. I’m thinking momma kicked junior out and he came to check out the yummy delicious bbq grill on the back deck. Hubby, literally, scared the crap out of him!
FYI, my hand is about two feet above the poop.
