Believe it or not! The Bear Chronicles
Where to begin? Oh, yeah, we arrived home Sunday afternoon on 9/13/20 to find garbage strung all over and a bunch of pictures of a bear on my trail camera, but no sign of a bear appeared until 4:11 A.M. when the motion sensor light came on and woke me. I jumped out of bed bare and looked out the window to see a black bear rocking my garbage can bin back and forth so I yelled at him to scare him off, he glanced my way and continued to attack the bin. Then I picked up some gravel and hit him with it, no response. So, I grabbed another handful and hit him again, then waved and told him to get the hell out of here. He did, so I went back to bed only to be awakened again at 4:24 A.M. by this damn bear at it again. This time I woke Marie for support, put on my robe and hat and tried to no avail, to chase him off.
Now he acted like I wasn’t even there. I was only seven to ten steps away and he doesn’t care.
Marie suggested I shoot him with the handy, jimdandy Red Ryder BB gun. I shot him once and he just looked at me. Again, I shot, this time as he was staring me down and I aimed for his nose. He took at step or two, looked at me and I levered another Bb in the trusty Red Ryder, and he walked off.
Marie was laughing at my attire, no shoes, a bath robe, and my crusty turkey feather hat, but that’s okay. My Red Ryder and I won. (For now).
Foot note—I turned on the security cameras and sat in the recliner, Red Ryder at the ready until I dozed off around 5:30 A.M>