Friggin' bears. frown They were always tearing up our apple trees by climbing out the branches to break them down so they can get the apples. They did the same with pears. One of the funniest things we had happen was .. well, we had a quince "tree" (bush) and quince look a lot like apples except they have the most incredible pucker/sour taste you can imagine. A bear was going around biting quince apparently thinking they were apples, then slapping them one by one so they'd roll down the hill and across our lawn. They're also a menace to outdoor garbage cans. One morning mom came in off the back porch cussing whoever left whatever it was on the porch she'd fallen over. There was nothing on the porch. Someone .. my father or one of my sisters .. pointed out the black hairs on the front of mom's white pants legs. Yeah, she'd fallen over a bear in the dark.

I'm not fond of coons or skunks either but they take a back seat to bears.

Tom

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