Got up this morning, went and got the paper. Fixed Breakfast, read the paper, got on the computer checked my e-mails, checked Graybeard. Meantime wife takes dog out, then gets ready for work. I notice it takes a long time for her to take dog out, but don't think too much about it. Go on with my routine. Go outside to wash boat from last nights Beaver activity. Boat is in total disarray, Beaver carcusses had been eaten. What happened to my boat? I turned and came back in and commented to the wife as she is leaving something messed with my boat this morning. Her comment, "Yea, there was a Black Bear in it about an hour ago". Sky and I both turned and said "WHAT". She says, "Yes there was a Black Bear in it, and Ernie (our Beagle) did not want to go out and pee". "So I ended up taking him out front". Sky and I both screamed, "Why didn't you tell us". She said, "You guys would have just shot it, poor little bear was just looking for something to eat". Then she got into her car and drove away.
Sky and I went out back and looked around. Bear is gone, right down the pipeline. I called her on her cell as she went to work. Told her she needed a beating, she threatened to shoot me too. I'll throw somemore Beaver carcusses in the boat tonight and sit up watching it.
WOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!