Around midnight I heard a 'thump' out on the front deck. Right. I bolted for the door and threw on the outside lights.
The bear had turned and started away from the front door. I smashed it open and the screen door as the black rear end boogied off the deck, golden snout swinging back for a look.
"GEEDDOOOTTTAAAAHERRRREEEE!!!!
It wasn't a big bear - maybe three years old - as it tore into the woods. I like bears, I just don't want them getting used to hanging around. Bad for humans and bear in the long run.
Bobo 1, Bear 1.
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