A flurry of yelling, stick waving, dogs
Young Griz saunters through the forest, over the road and through the garden.
Baby wakes up in the yurt.
Mr.T is so happy to get out his BB gun.
Celebrate! What fun! We chased off the bear!
Was that a Griz?
Didja see that hump?
Totally a Griz.
Don’t worry babay, I’ll shoot that griz with a face full of angry hornets for you. Me and my trusty
BB sniper gun.
A serious kudos to our brave dogs who are on super high code red alert now.