The dog, from her bed in the kitchen, only barked once. One single bark. Then I heard the trash can hit the ground ( Read more... )

I was sitting at the dining room table when the bear walked past the window, on the path between the mudroom and the front door. I bolted out the front door, grabbed both metal trash can lids, and became a one-woman STOMP! concert. That bear could not get out of my way fast enough. Bye ( Read more... )

This evening in the twilight while I was out feeding the girl goats their hay, I got to witness the local version of wild kingdom. The local young bear chased down, killed, and ate a late fawn just below the goat pasture. I threw the dog inside to cut down on confrontational hazards. Then LizKayl and Achaosofkittens came out and we attempted to ( Read more... )

This morning brought with it another bear visit. The front trash was strewn across the walkway and some of it was missing. The pole for the bird feeder was down and the feeder was missing. (I found it while on my way to my car, smashed to pieces behind the truck.) The dog was fascinated by the front yard and a little disappointed when I picked up ( Read more... )

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We were supposed to receive some furniture from my grandparents. I came home a few days ago to an answering machine message from the delivery company requesting that I give them a call. When I got in touch with the distribution manager, he told me that his delivery guy chickened out on taking a big rig up our hill without knowing what the top of ( Read more... )

I was out in the front pasture this evening, working on the fence, when the dogs down the street started to bark. They barkbarkbarkbarkBARKED! They barked like dogs who had cornered something fun! big! tasty! alive!, or perhaps who had been cornered and were too dumb to shut up and run. I spared a small prayer for the owners in the hopes that it ( Read more... )

We had our annual visit from the local bear, who was conducting an inspection to check if we learned our lesson from her visit last year (on May 26th). Last year she ate about 40 lbs of sweet feed that I had so kindly left outside for her. I'm sure she came back to see if we would let her repeat the feast ( Read more... )

The dog started belling last night a little after 11 PM. The cats were loudly galumphing around the main level, so after looking around and not seeing anything inside the house or out, I yelled at everyone and went back to bed ( Read more... )