I think bears are sacred.
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I'll admit to having been sacred by them occasionally. One in particular sacred the bejesus out of me at a time when I donealready thought I'd had a coronary way to hell and gone out in the middle of nowhere. That bear running down the cliffwall at me while I was lying there feeling sorry for myself established for certain it hadn't been a coronary. I've owed that bear a debt of gratitude for at least a decade.
Grrrr! In MN they bait the bear. In our hillbilly neighbor Wisconsin, they use packs of dogs to run a bear up a tree and then shoot it out. Where's the sport in any of it?
It's always good to hear from you dear. May your Friday pass quickly and you have a relaxing weekend. Love and hugs from MN.
sofarfromheaven,
I am so happy you have joined my blog family. SB digs you. We could drink coffee together, brother. Also, I am partial to anyone who has cats, of course.
Mel,
You and my dear A. have a great weekend, too. I still wish we lived closer.
Love,
SB
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