Well last night was interesting and slightly scary. My dad woke me up around 12:30 in the morning to come down stairs because there was a bear in the black yard. Well I was thinking that it would probably be gone by the time I grabbed my glasses and went down stairs to see my first black bear. It was rummaging through our can garbage when I got down to the back room and it was big. The thing had to be at least 300 pounds because when we went out this morning there were two foot prints by the garbage cans and what woke my dad up was that there was creaking on the porch. He flicked the light on and there was the bear just standing there on the porch in front of the back door.

When we went out this morning there were the two foot prints like I said and then as we walked around more there are two quarts of our wood knocked over. I guess I know what I'm doing when I get home after work today. The footprints from where it was standing on the porch is still there. We think it may have go into the barn and got oil on it's feet first. But yea that was my middle of the night for me.