There has been a lot of bear activity in my neighborhood lately. The family down the road lost their goose and ducks, and another lady on Nora's paper route told us how a bear had tried to get into her house. It seems a hungry bear has been wandering up and down Cliffside Road looking for something to eat.
Last week he tried his/her luck at our place.
I have a fenced in backyard and that is where I store the tin cans slated for recycling, keep my compost bins, and the dogs chew on the various elk and deer bones leftover from my hunting trips. If you are in the kitchen you will often hear a thump from the back deck as the dogs chew away on a bone and it hits the wood porch.
Anyway, early one morning last week I was in the kitchen with all 3 dogs when we heard a 'thump' from the back porch. It was pitch black outside. I looked at the 3 dogs and looked at the black kitchen window. 'Thump' - 'uh oh,' I thought.
I went to investigate and immediately the dogs all went into high alert, dog pack mode Woof, woof, woof - scrabbling of doggy toe nails on the wood floor, and then whap, whap, whap as they raced out through the dog door one-by-one, and out into the backyard. I followed out the door and all Hell had broken loose in the back yard.
The bear had tried to hide in behind the oil tank, and the dogs had him cornered. The barking hit a crescendo. The bear bolted and the dogs chased him around the yard. The bear could not get out of the yard. Finally the bear tried to jump the fence. He landed on top, smashed it down, and climbed over to make his getaway. The pack had 'hounded' the bear!
No way will the dog pack let a silly bear steal their bones! Patrick
Post script: As an aside the dog bones did not even have enough meat on them to attract birds. The bear seems to have been attracted to the tin can recycle bin. He had come in through a hole in the wood fence that lead to the neighbors.
The bear has not come back.



















































