Our Afternoon Visitor

Twice today young bears visited us.  The first, a smaller one, was in the yard when we pulled in.  It watched us for a moment and then ran away.  This one, a bit bigger, was standing at the foot of our stairs when we came down them, it then flopped on the ground a few feet from us, and when I told it to leave and clapped my hands it climbed up on the rocks.  That made me laugh.  Atticus was sitting by my side watching and when I said, "Gentle but walk with me please," and took a couple of steps towards the young bear it ran away. 

It's not good to let bears get too comfortable around people because that's how they become a nuisance and are often put down.  So as much as I hate chasing them away, it's what we have to do.  Usually it's the younger ones that stick around.  Mature bears leave when they see us.