Hickories Park, Owego

The weekend is moving way too fast, as weekends do. I did manage to get the lawn mowed and trimmed so that it looks reasonably respectable. While having a forest in the backyard can be pretty, trimming around all those trees is a bit of a bear.

I returned two cats to the Owego/Lisle farm, and took the three kittens to the Tompkins SPCA where they will get adopted far more quickly than here. So I have no cats at all in the downstairs section of the barn. This pleases me, since I've been having the nervous jitters about having any cats down there with the bear hanging out.

He came by earlier this week, and then again tonight. It was still light out when he showed up today, and he did run when I yelled at him and he could see me, unlike the other night when he just kept wandering around the house despite my yells. I had been planning on taking Wings over to his new home, but called and cancelled. It's a long walk from the car to the house when there's a bear lurking around.

So far he has left the dumpster alone. I put a piece of wood on top so I'll be able to tell if he tries to get inside.

After I chased the bear off, I yelled "Bear's out!" as loud as I could across the neighborhood. It must have had some impact, because all the parties seemed to wrap up and go quiet immediately afterward. I'm guessing they moved inside.

I stopped at Hickories Park in Owego on my way back from the farm, and had a fast-food dinner sitting on the bank watching the river go by.