I look out the front door.
The hair goes up on the back of my neck.
There is a van driving very, very slowly past my driveway with his window open. He is talking to my 6-year-old, who is cautiously walking closer to the van. I am about to race out there and see what is going on when my boy comes barrelling back to the house.
"MOM! He said there is a bear next door!" A bear? I thought my boy was about to be stolen, not eaten! I quickly ran out to gather up my 2-year-old and gave a sheepish, but friendly wave to the driver of the van. Just as we were coming into the house, we saw a black bear crossing by the end of our driveway.
I am thankful for the stranger (who may not even be a stranger, but I didn't have my glasses on) who stopped to tell of the danger. I am not, however, impressed that my children will not be able to be outside unless I join them. That sucks!
Sorry, no pictures of the bear. Too busy trying to save the children.
Things Are Not Always As They Seem
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That made my stomach jump. Mrs. L, our teacher, was just telling me this afternoon about a family who experienced a tragedy of similar kind, along with a dire warning to train kids in safety.
What an evil world we live in.
I am so glad yours was a helpful stranger. :)
wow... what a story!!
This CA girl can't imagine a bear so close to our yard.
A BEAR!!! Oh my goodness!! I cannot even imagine how scary that would be. Keep safe!
Renata :)
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