I had a wonderful time away at the cottage – in spite of the near-constant rain.
One of the highlights of my get-a-way was discovering that for the second year running, I have won the battle with the mice. NOT ONE SIGN OF THEIR PRESENCE. I am the General – Warfarin and Bounce dryer sheets are my trusted warriors. I’d say we make an invincible army but pride goeth before a fall – or before the resurgence of my enemies.
As for bears? No bear sighting by me nor any reported – as there was last year. However, I’ve been warned that neighbouring cottagers own a dog that could easily be mistaken for a small black bear. This is very, very disconcerting. Any future encounter with this “puppy” or an actual bear will be a no-win situation for me.
I will either:
a) think the dog is a bear and pee my pants upon meeting up with it
b) believe an actual bear is the dog and greet it with, “Hey, puppy – what a sweetheart you are…” If this happens, I’m praying the bear will be soothed and rendered harmless by my friendly greeting.
Do you think this picture has been Photoshopped? I don’t. And the highway looks remarkably like the one leading to the cottage. I have this picture in magnet form on the cottage fridge. The others all think it’s very amusing. For me, it’s a warning to be ever vigilant.
P.S. I’m attempting to create a video to share of life at the cottage - a very high-tech effort for me. We shall see….or not.
photo credit: google images