Early one morning about a half past five I awoke to barking dogs. Naturally I figured that they were barking at a cat or some other minor prowler of the morning. Having just the night before arrived home from a Shakedown at a Dead Show my head was a bit fuzzy and buzzy and still absolutely red. I found my fuzzy pink slippers next to my bed and arose a wee bit to quickly and plumetted back to bed. The dogs still barking, nay strike that, the dogs growling and banging their heads, paws, tongues and teeth against the glass of the patio door were angry at something and I wanted my sleep. I allowed the blood to settle back into my body and slowly arose to see what was up with all this crazy chatter. John was awake and he informed me, Come see the Bear eating your bird feeders. My brain was a daze of fog and could not grasp the sentence.. I awoke suddenly as I saw the dark figure and it was pure love that filled my heart as I watched the little black bear pull the suets out of the tree and eat the wonderful treats. I grabbed my camera and took a shot. It scared the bear away. Here is my proof, sorry it's fuzzy.... maybe it's bigfoot. :)
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