Had something similar when I saw a patch of brown disappear into a bush, I literally parted the leaves the the barrel of my .44 only to see a cute little bear cub sitting two feet away. I was all caught up in the warm fuzzy moment before it dawned on me I'd better find out where its Mom was!
I never saw her, and never gave her a chance to have a go at me...I left!
Sans dignity and reluctance...
