Bear scat, that is.
There was a pile literally the size of a canned ham, in the grassy area in front of my building yesterday. It was so large that the janitor came & got me, so he could show it to me.
We've long known that there's at least one sow who includes this property as part of her rounds, even after we got the larger, taller so-called "bear proof" dumpsters.
I'm just glad Mr. or Ms. Bear didn't come around while the place was occupied. That has happened here in the past.
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We had a problem bear a couple years ago who rudely pooped in my yard to let me know he was around. Didn't even give me the opportunity to see him, although my neighbor stood on his porch and watched him explore.
Sure it wasn't left by "top dog"?
eeek!
Well... at least you know when the Feds come poking around, someone's got the back lot covered. :p
No bears here but damn turkeys used to poop on our porch all the time.
What, you don't have woods?
Sorry, couldn't resist.
Proud - yeah, they're sneaky like that.
Mrs. S - "top dog" would have made a MUCH bigger mess ... and it would have raised the debt.
Jenny - indeed. If only we could time the bear's visits.
Corey - I can deal with turkeys; I'm not afraid they're going to eat me.
WSF: you win the interweb tubez!!
If you could time the visits, you could sell tickets to the tourists. Might have to sacrifice one or two to keep the bear around, however.
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