I should have been suspect that the street was so quiet. Typically for that time of day the pavement would be littered with children riding bikes or playing some sport.
It wasn’t until I pulled into my parking spot to find a bear tolling through the front yard, knocking over a swing set, that I realized why the block was so quiet.
My first reaction? Lock my car doors.
Yeah, because that surely will stop the bear from smashing through the windows. My brain is so logical. At first I thought he was more scared of me, because he seemed so startled he left soon after I pulled into the driveway. Then I went back out to go to the store and he was still there, and definitely not scared of me. I retreated back inside.
What wildlife scares you the most?