2 years ago Windwalker’s daughter proudly paraded by our house showing off her 3 tiny cubs, black fur balls stumbling behind their first outing to the blueberry patches in the back of our property. Now – 2 years later, these 3 tiny fur balls are all strapping sub-adult Bears and their mother has decided, it is time for them to get going on their own and chased them away. So, where is a young homeless Bear to go?
Looking for an easy meal……
“…. That hummingbird feeder over at Mi-Shell’s sure smells sweet……
…. and there are a few bird feeders with Sunflower seeds!
…. and – let’s steal the Raccoon food!
You never know, maybe Peter forgot to lock the sliding door of the upper deck and I could get into the living room – and the kitchen! :)…….
Smear dirty sandy paw prints all over the glass and poooooooop onto the deck, so they sure know, I have arrived…..”
“What? You are yelling at me?
“I am soooooooooooo hungry and there is NOTHING to eat anywhere yet!”
Can I have just a teensy weensy little bit of Coon food?
Then I will go away!
“Well, I did NOT promise not to come back a few days later…….
….. and rip down the line with the hummingbird feeder and scratch a few decorative grooves onto the wall of the workshop and then curl up and go to sleep in the corner of the upper deck.
When Mi-Shell late at night came out to drum in the moonlight, she first thought I was a black blanket someone forgot and sat down on the chair next to me!
I gave her quite a scare!”
“I swear I would have sung with her – for her friend Leslee, who is very sick and for the little Coon babies in the hollow Maple next to the house…….”