The Bear

B, B and B The bear returned last night.  Tiki started barking like a dog chasing a bear.  I go outside.  Tim and Bonnie are already on their deck.  Bonnie tells me that the bear was next to our garbage cans.  I walk over to the  garbage cans and look down towards the stairs and Mr. Bear was standing there looking at me.   Hmmmm.  I shined a flashlight at him and it was enough to scare him off.  U…nfortunately, he ran down to Harry and Marilyns yard and just stood there for a few minutes. Tim ran over in his bear (no pun) feet.  Once he hit the gravel in our driveway, he screamed.  Enough about the toughness of the Seals.  Bear was gone after Tims screams. The second and third B were this morning. Bonnie was up early to prepare for the ParTi.  She opened the umbrella over the table on the deck and the bats started to drop out of it.  It was Bonnies turn to scream. Tim came to the rescue and “B”atted them to the yard. Retirement – we really shouldn’t be allowed to have this much fun.

The Rabbit

I wake up as usual around 6 am with the 2 little brown noses nudging me.  They want to eat.  Mix up the food, place it in the bowls and a minute later the bowls are empty.  Time to go out.  Usually, they go out, do their business and return in less than 5 minutes.  It is after all, still chilly outside and dark.  Half hour later, no dogs.  Hmmm, maybe they got out.  Not good.  Nan will flip out. I …put on my shoes and a jacket and go out on the deck.  Both are in the yard, but it looks like Mo is carrying something.  I call them and they wander up the stairs to the deck.  Mo had a rabbit in his mouth.  Dead.  They are retrievers so I guess he did his job.  I just have a hard time imagining Mo running and catching a rabbit.  So how do you get a retriever to drop the rabbit from his mouth.  Never trained to retrieve and I was never trained either.  So I got some cookies.  Nope.  He was too smart.  More cookies and some strong encouragement and he dropped the rabbit and had the cookies down his throat and rabbit back in his mouth before I could blink.  All this time I have underestimated Mo.  More cookies.  This time I was ready.  Dropped the rabbit, I grabbed it’s head and MO grabbed the tail.  A struggle ensued.  Neither of us gave up, but we  skinned the rabbit.  Finally Mo let go and now I have a bloody rabbit in my hands.  I’m thinking dinner, but we all know Nan and her love of wild critters.  To the trash and later in the day a special trip to the dump.  Nice start to the day.  —-Jim