Jogeephus
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Saw two black dogs at the back of my pasture. Never seen them before so I drove out to see if they had collars on and to see if they might pose a threat to my cattle but they ran into the woods before I could get a good view of them. That evening I was standing watch over the garden when my friend said there's that black dog again. Not wanting to make the same mistake twice I grabbed some binoculars to get a closer look at "the dog" and found myself looking square in the face of a momma bear. Bears are rare here but not unheard of and I have to say that's the last thing I expected to see. I handed the binoculars to Rossie and asked him to confirm that I wasn't having some Colorado flashback or something. In a moment or so the cub came off her chest and we spent the next half hour watching them mill around the back of the field. Pretty cool business I thought.