My Wife: I’ve seen reports that bears are up and about. Time to bring in the feeder.

Me: Seems awfully early.

My Wife: You said that last year.

Me: I did? Ok, after the weekend.

My Wife: That’s EXACTLY what you said last year. And then when did the bear eat our feeder?

Me: Errr… like Monday night I think.

My Wife: No, it was Sunday morning.

Me: We’ll compromise. How about Saturday night?

SATURDAY, 6:30pm
Me: I took the feeder in. See, no bears.

10 minutes later…

#Bears #15SecondsOfFame

@danmccullough your wife has a nose for bears!

@alexhaist She has to. She’s seen me blindly lunge to go outside when there’s a bear in the yard one too many times. But, Mastodon! I say. She’s not convinced.

(Also, I read your notification as “Nose for beans.” And thought, where is Alex getting her info? 😂)

@danmccullough also yes please get us those bear pictures! Your audience needs you.
@alexhaist @danmccullough We'll all pitch into your bear wounds gofundme.
@alexhaist @jerzone With the size of that bear, you may need to set up a gofindme
@danmccullough @alexhaist It looks like a very nice bear. Perhaps it fondly remembers all of the times you weren't forced to take the feeder inside on time?