Sitting at my desk working and hear a big splash in the pool and I know who it is! I hope he wasn't too freaked out by all of the fireworks last night, poor big buddy.
I can just see the real estate listing if/when you decide to sell your house, Mike:
Beautiful home in Pasadena foothills, easy access to Caltech. Includes pool and bear.
This is random, but as someone who's always been around (domesticated) animals: approach slowly, hand canted down, and hand held loosely out, knuckles first, fingers dangling.
(Well, anyway, this works for dogs - they want to smell you before you get close)
Yeah, a bear will fucking kill you if you try that. They're beautiful, magnificent creatures and *incredibly* territorial, especially brown bears.
Bears are not dogs. And it isn't a pleasant death.
From what I've read about North American bears, they mostly follow standard predator logic, in that if they don't think they can kill you / eat you without harming themselves, they'll kind of default to apathy, unless the human is cornering them / approaching too close.
I turned off my spell check years ago.
Which is also why my writing usually has at least one typo I didn't notice.
But, it means that I more or less say what I meant to say. Mostly.
