THAT IS A BEAR!
I stared in complete disbelief. I took a deep breath and said loudly to the offspring "There is a bear in the front yard!!" (OK, I may have yelled it)
I grabbed the phone and sent a text to the Man of the House. "There is a BEAR in the front yard!" And then I sent a few more texts to anyone I could think of. I was a little keyed up over this whole bear thing.
I grabbed the camera and starting taking pictures. Through the window - I'm not that crazy! I kept saying it: "There's a bear in our yard!" "There... is a BEAR... in the front yard!!"
This was no small cub either. This was a decent sized bear! I'm pretty sure that if it were to stand up on it's back legs , it would be at least as tall as The Man of the House!
Apparently Mr Bear (Ms Bear? I wasn't getting close enough to check... or ask) found the crab apples in our yard irresistible. And he (she?) was welcome to as many of them as he (she?) wanted! We watched him (her?) for a good 15 minutes, filing his (her?) belly.
He (she?) would sit and eat a few apples, then get up and stroll around sniffing until he (she?) found a new spot with some yummy apple goodness, where he would sit back down for another course.