Beyond the tree line, the bear reemerged, a bulky silhouette against the moon. It stopped at a small creek running through the rear of Soule’s property. Now there were other shadows—bear cubs, crowding alongside their mother.
Soule said she could only watch, horrified, as the bears finished their prize. She’ll never forget the sounds.
Soule scrabbled in the tall grass near the tree line, searching for the third kitten and trying to watch in all directions for the return of the bears, which had disappeared from sight.
“Amber,” she stage-whispered.
Posting is praxis because all our memes just get lathed into reality, apparently.
Excerpt from a book about it:
Posting is praxis because all our memes just get lathed into reality, apparently.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
That is one way to deal with outdoor cats.
Just have bears in your backyard.
Coyotes around the country are stepping up to do their part in bird conservation.