Say, what’s that bear eating?

One of my beloved family members is off mucking about in Alaska right now.  I love them and miss them. My final words were to keep away from the bears.

My friend the bear.

So, last night I mentioned that to my coworkers. Hilarity ensued.  The following lines are from the rapid fire conversation that took place in the minute after I mentioned that I’d warned them about bears:

“Oh, look!  How soft does that fur look. I’ll just gently pet them and find out.”

“Man, that is a great shot. But the sun’s behind the bear. I’ll just swing around on the other side and get a better angle.”

“That poor cub is lost. It’s so cute. I’ll just carry it over to mommy bear so she won’t have to go get it off the road.”

“I’ll take the cub over to the mother. Maybe when she sees what I’m doing she’ll share that salmon with me!”

And so it went … I love my pod mates.

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