I still keep my eye out for bears. Bear #133 has found out he can eat at the compost site on the other side of the river. He got into town a few weeks ago because new kids working at MacDonald's (which has its own staff accommodations - as do most large employers) left garbage and beer bottles on their porch. Bear # 133 came into town on the waft of a scent and has been lurking close to town ever since.
Those of you who have the benefit of the wonderful recycling programs in places like Halifax should thank you lucky stars.
We must carry all our garbage - whether it be cardboard, paper, organics and such...to the specific bins - named the bear bins - which have locking lids to prevent bears from finding food.
Fortunately for us there is a recycling station about four blocks from our apartment where we can take paper and bottles and such. And, there is a bear bin just about 100 feet from our building......but the fact that it is called a bear bin has me on edge.
This is definitely challenging my fears of big creatures who would like me for dinner...cougars rank right up there too.
Lions and Tigers and Bears oh my
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