Well, guess what didn't happen today while we were out riding?
|Not my picture. |
I stole this from some website somewhere, and didn't even cite the source.
I'm not only a bad blogger, I'm a bad librarian.
No cookie for me.
Patty and I were riding on one of our usual routes, talking and chatting the way we always do. When we got to a junction of two logging roads, we split up for a while to do a little solo work with the ponies...
...and not two minutes later, Fiddle and I heard a bunch of crashing around in the brush off to the side of our logging road.
I figured "deer." We've seen bunches of deer lately, including a deer in our orchard at home, and several deer grazing in Fiddle's pasture a few mornings ago.
Moments later, a bear cub squirted up the trunk of a big ol' fir tree.
And dang, my camera isn't working!
Undeterred, Fee and I trotted back to Patty.
"Look at the BEAR!"
She admired the bear.
"Gimme your phone and I'll go back and take a picture!"
At this point, Team Sensible stepped in.
Fiddle might accept my Bad Idea Fairy notions at times, but she was not about to mess around with bears.
So, I don't have a picture of the bear.
I also don't have a really awesome story about meeting that bear's mom.
I know, I know. As a blogger, I'm a big failure.
I just thought y'all would like to know.