Spring has finally come to Western Pennsylvaia…well, at least, for a couple of days (snow flurries are possible tomorrow, so I can’t say it’s here for good). The hubby and I enjoyed a wonderful day savoring warm weather and the opportunity to enjoy nature. Then came the my unexpected visitor.
Now, I’ve never been crazy about unannounced guests. Call me, text me, Facebook me…do something so I know you’re coming. After all, I need time to “clean”…and by “clean” I mean shove stuff under the couch cushions and load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher 😉 But in all fairness, this visitor didn’t have access to a phone or a computer. At least, I can’t imagine that he (or she…I didn’t look that close) had one available. Unless that was one mighty sophisticated bear.
Yes, the bear. Not a cute little Boo Boo bear, but a fairly large black bear that decided to pay a visit after the sun went down. In all my years on the Virginia coast, I never had to worry about a bear stopping by to say “Hi!”. My hubby and I had gone outside on our deck to enjoy the warm temperatures and beautiful moon with a glass of wine. After a while, I went inside, but the hubby stayed outdoors. Suddenly, he bolted into the house, dog in tow, through the front door rather than the door that leads to the deck. Turns out he had a visitor who’d apparently come out to check out the deck…a rather large black bear. As the bear had decided to inspect the front of the deck, the hubby stepped off the side and headed to the front of the house. I don’t think he was actually yelling, “Feet don’t fail me now,” but the sentiment was clear on his face when he came through the door. Armed with a flashlight and way too much curiosity, he convinced me to go outside and look at the creature from a distance. I did – it was much bigger than me and I really didn’t want to find out if Yogi was friendly, especially after I realized that bears don’t necessarily go solo. I quickly retreated inside my house – into my den, to be specific. I don’t think bears can pick locks, so no worries there. Then, my hubby announced his intention to go back onto the deck for a very important reason – to retrieve his wine glass. Seriously, he chooses to go back onto the deck when there’s a bear in the yard because he left his wine out there. This man is really dedicated to his vino, I tell you. Of course, it was his favorite wine glass, a goblet decked out with a Steelers emblem, that he’s had since a Christmas long past.
This isn’t the first time my hubby’s spotted bears in this neck of the woods. He has a framed picture of a bear crossing the street right in front of his hunting camp, not far from here. I’ve always wondered if Yogi looked both ways before he crossed the street. My hubby’s still really excited by the bear sighting…I, on the other hand, would have been happier with a UFO, but you sometimes you have to settle.
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Bear Photo: By Alan D. Wilson (Natures’s Pics online) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons