The local ursae (bears) have been coming into town for several months to fatten up on fruit (and un-secured garbage). Now about all that's available is the remainder of a good apple season. A week ago one ambled through our backyard late in the evening on the way to our neighbor's apple tree passing silently just six or eight feet from my wife. Both were surprised and hastily departed in opposite directions without incident.
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"you are not my Sal!"
As the son of an elementary school librarian, I should have recognized Lora's quote from the Caldecott-honored book Blueberries for Sal by Robert McCloskey; but I didn't. Thanks for the footnote Lora; and thanks for the opportunity to remind parents to read to/with their kids - every day.
This bear has been eating whole chicken wings and doing a poor job of digestion, though with chicken wings, don't we all.
Trust me, after a week or so of daily cleanups, it's apples. But as you say, not particularly well digested. Just extract the sugar, and move on so to speak.
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