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Post by Lady MorningStar on Apr 25, 2021 13:23:50 GMT -6
So, a little while ago my husband and I were about to have lunch. I went into the ground floor bathroom to wash my hands and immediately froze because this guy was looking through the window at me.  We estimate that he's around two years old. At his age he is easily spooked so he took off once he saw us looking out the window at him.
 The last shot of him before he disappeared into the woods (yes, our property came with an outhouse). Unfortunately the bear got into our garbage. He pulled the lid of the recycling bin clear off and pulled everything out. His claws punctured a re-fried beans can and he managed to lick the inside of it clean. When we were sure the bear was gone, my husband went out (with a loaded pistol) to clean everything up and move the trash bins into the shed. As I'm typing this he's getting in touch with our local rangers to report the sighting. The bad part is that the bear now associates our house with food. That means he'll be back. We'll have to be very very careful when we go outside. |
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Post by Daedric Cat on Apr 25, 2021 14:09:20 GMT -6
That's the one thing that would make me nervous about living out in the woods like I want to. The bears and big cats.
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Post by Lady MorningStar on Apr 25, 2021 14:43:03 GMT -6
There are times when I almost wish that we had a dog. Not that we'd want a dog to tangle with a bear, but a dog would be better than the cats when it comes to letting us know that something is wandering around outside the house. Plus the sound of a dog barking could possibly spook a bear (at least a young one) and get it to leave.
If I were here alone I would absolutely be looking into getting a dog. And a big one at that, like a husky.
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Post by Lady MorningStar on Apr 25, 2021 16:29:56 GMT -6
The bear just came back! It came right up to the house and was nosing around where the garbage had been sitting. My husband (carefully) went outside and shot a couple of rounds into the air with his pistol to scare it off.
We live in the woods and the animals have a right to be there, but this grizzly is getting way to close. And by that I mean right outside the door. The rangers will likely have to trap him and move him elsewhere.
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Post by Siva Smith (Iona) on May 5, 2021 11:30:55 GMT -6
You should consider getting a dog anyway, for the reasons you mentioned, plus a few. I suggest a rescue puppy from a no-kill shelter. What's hubby's view on a doggo?
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Post by Lady MorningStar on May 5, 2021 12:16:04 GMT -6
My husband hates dogs. Well, maybe hate is a strong word, but he doesn't like them and doesn't want one. Edited to add: This is too amusing. My husband needed to do some work on our motor home that required him to get down on the ground around the tires. He was worried that the bear might come by, so he asked me to stand out there and keep an eye on the woods. Yes, folks, this is my real life; I stood guard over my husband to protect him from the bear. I need to write this into the fic somehow.  Anyway, I mentioned, "If we had a dog, it could be out here with you and bark if it senses something rather than have your wife stand here and watch for the bear." His response; "Dogs are annoying." |
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Post by Daedric Cat on May 5, 2021 13:38:10 GMT -6
I have to admit, I like your husband. Dogs are okay, but they are annoying  |
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Post by Lady MorningStar on May 5, 2021 14:30:55 GMT -6
I can deal with him not liking dogs. I don't dislike dogs, but I'm not a huge fan of them. Thankfully he loves cats. If he had been a cat hater that seriously would have been a deal breaker.
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Post by Daedric Cat on May 5, 2021 15:02:43 GMT -6
That is a deal breaker for me, too.
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Post by Lady MorningStar on May 5, 2021 15:08:45 GMT -6
This reminds me of the woman who was my supervisor at the theater where I used to work. She hated cats so much that she wished every cat on the planet would drop dead. More than once I overheard her saying things like, "Those things have no business even being alive."
Knowing that I had a cat (my very first cat at the time, whom I loved and still love dearly), she once asked me, "What if you meet Mr. Right and he hates cats?"
I answered, "If he hates cats, then he's not Mr. Right and can just keep walking."
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Post by Daedric Cat on May 5, 2021 15:17:08 GMT -6
Ha ha, I've been seeing on dating sites that a lot of women have hating cats as a deal breaker because it's a litmus test of how secure a man is in his masculinity. My mother had been saying the same for decades- needless to say my dad is a huge cat lover. We all love cats.
So, if the so called Mister Right hates cats, he is Mister Wrong!
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Post by Siva Smith (Iona) on May 15, 2021 22:45:33 GMT -6
...I miss my cat, but dogs are practical outside of cities.
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Post by Lady MorningStar on Jul 10, 2021 9:52:09 GMT -6
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Post by Daedric Cat on Jul 10, 2021 10:41:43 GMT -6
Lovely pics!
That's a good sign. Having a bear around would make me uneasy.
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Post by Siva Smith (Iona) on Jul 11, 2021 18:28:51 GMT -6
I have become very fawned of this thread. |
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