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Anyone need a good laugh?
So the other day I'm outside and I hear my neighbor yell out that there are bears in his yard. We have 4 black bears that frequent the yards so we all warn each other if they are out and about. But he said "bears" so I yelled back...."bears with an "s"? "Yes, 2, and they are in your woods". So I looked and sure enough there was 2 huge bears eating someones garbage out in my wooded area. So I grabbed my bird feeders and headed in. I watched them for a while and then waited until they were long gone before putting my feeders back out.
Within 15 minutes they had my feeders on the ground and were feasting on the suet I put out for the woodpeckers. I ran out yelling at them(they were 15 feet away) and 1 took off but the other hadn't gotten his last piece of suet and wouldn't leave. So I watched him pry the holder open and gingerly pick put the block of suet in one nice piece and then he went behind a bush and ate. I grabbed my feeders and went in. Next to my front door is a "cat flap"...like a doggie door for cats and in a window. My black cat was sitting out there watching the bears. I put down the feeders and looked out the front door and the bear was looking back at me. I went to the cat flap to see where the cat was and found myself snout to nose with this 350pound black bear with tags in both ears(bear #79). We were separated by a thin piece of lucite. YIKES! But boy he was gorgeous. Cat was in the bushes.
He backed off and walked around the yard and rolled a couple of times and generally played for a while and then came back to check out the cat flap again. This time I closed the inside door. FACT: bears don't fit through cat flaps.(thank goodness!)
So he played some more and the decided to go up the hill in front of my house and sit on my rock wall. He must have liked it there as the rocks were warmed by the sun and he just sat for a while by the road. But bears can't spell and he didn't realize he was sitting next to a STOP sign. So I stood there and watched as people rolled up to the stop sign, saw who was waiting for them and then hit the gas. Car after car slowed down only to roar away when they saw the local "cop on duty" sitting there. Nothing like a 350 pound bear to get the lead foot going! I just laughed. He had no intention of moving...he was just watching everyone and warming his big furry butt. Finally he moseyed on to find another garbage can. But boy it was fun to watch the terrified drivers.
Such is the day in north western Connecticut. Next time you need a laugh I'll tell you about the chipmunk in my purse.
Jenny
