Was tooling around the house lookin for berries for about half an hour. I came down the front walk and ended up about ten feet from mister bramble knickers. He was having a wee.
Both of us, the bear and myself turned tail and ran in opposite directions. Later, I huddled on the porch around a cup of tea, seemingly nonchalantly; watching this black bear fart around the yard. He is deaf to the horses hysterical snorts and the dog's frantic scratching, yelping, whining please play with me. He does not want to play with anyone but the bumblebees.