This is the view in our new neighborhood, as I walked the dogs on a clear day. "Walked the dogs" is purely a technical term here, as my Labs have 2 speeds: drag and dead-stop. There are plenty of new and exciting smells for them to explore here, one of which we discovered early one morning as I stumbled up to the street in my sweatpants to walk them and I stepped in a gigantic pile of bear poop. Yup, you read that right. Bear poop.
We traded meth-head neighbors for bears, but hey...at least the bears take care of their kids, don't steal my neighbor's tools, and don't have the cops visiting them every other day. Granted, they both go through my trash, but I'll still take the bears any day.
I'd rather hug a bear than a tweaker.
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