For Humanity's Liberation & 'till every Child is rescued & out of harm's way. 2 ancestors fought under General Washington. Trump! MAGA!
So last night I'm walking down the hill from my horse barn from just tucking my trusty steeds in for the night...it's pitch black...and I hear...
GRRRRRRRMPHRRRGRRR.
I was like...😳
Yep, MR BEAR IS BACK 🐻, and he could see me but I couldn't see him. Heaven's Sakes, didn't have my floodlight OR my Bear Spray - AND I JUST FINISHED TELLIN' MY FAM ALL WEEK WATCH OUT FOR BEARS, 'TIS THE SEASON.
Got that big CHILL up my back, too, so I know he was close.
Had my gun but that only pisses them off worse.
Yep, even Ol' Cowboy sometimes falls into that Normalcy Bias.
Just because I never been eaten by a bear, I go on thinkin' I won't be.
Good thing I didn't have a salmon dinner.
That's another Bear Story I have to tell Y'All another time. 😂🤣😂
oh ya...we need to swap stories. YUP. GOD has been SOoooooo good to me, and the stories my Guardian Angels could tell ya... LOLOL.. Ive had more than 1 and though I laugh about it, something tells me they flip a coin when they pull the duty rooster. LOLOLOLOL
For Humanity's Liberation & 'till every Child is rescued & out of harm's way. 2 ancestors fought under General Washington. Trump! MAGA!
I've been Momma-Beared with Cub suddenly, and lived to talk about it. She must have seen my Guardian Angel, cuz it sure wasn't my cologne that scared her off. I was wearin' Salmon#5! 🎣😂🤣😂
Plant seeds. Live by Faith, Free The Children. wego.social. This is a WAR of HALOS vs Pitchforks & GOD WINS ALL WAYS
HAHAHAHA... It was dark outside and I was riding my bike home from the cannery down on the docks. Theres no streelights, but I knew the road and I thought it was Farmer John's Big dog BlueBoy running along side me, which was normal during daylight hrs and I was singing and laughing and sctratching his head and he licked my knee and kept running alongside of me. AND then, in the distance was headlights coming at us and I was kinda blinded and when I looked down at NOT BlueBoy, the truck started honking his horn and the reality of where my right hand was still scratching his head struck me. All I could say was, "Hi Handsome Boy". It was a still a teenage bear cub and liked my smell, cuz I just got done unloading a gillnetter filled with salmon. I pedaled faster and he turned up another driveway. I still had 1/2 mile to bike home QUICKLY.
(like I said...I think sometimes the Angelic Host play 'rock, paper, scissors" when they watch me.)
