Bear in the Bush

Our teens have an endless list of excuses for why they can't do their assigned chores. It's either "the lawn mower's out of gas" or "there's a bear in the bushes". Whatever!

Okay, so we had one little black bear in the bushes. It's not like he wasn't preoccupied with our sack of garbage. He probably wouldn't even have noticed Tess cleaning out the van. Slackers, I tell you!

Well, the bear finally lost interest in our trash and moved on to smellier pastures. Our trash barrel now sports a bear tooth puncture wound. Other than that, it's just one more wildlife story to add to our repertoire.

Unfortunately, I didn't get a good photo. All I could see were two black pointy ears bobbing up and down above our bushes as he ripped away at the trash bag. At to be honest, at the time, I was more concerned with getting the baby and pets into the house than with augmenting the scrapbook... Sorry.