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On the Prowl

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And they said I shouldn't expect to have people knocking at my door to buy the book! Why, just yesterday, I heard a tap-tap-tap and our neighbors were by to get two more copies of Slow Road Home for family.

"We've had some excitement at our place" they told me. "First we had the mystery of what was happening to the chicken feed. I blamed him and he blamed me."

Then, she walked into the barn--the kind with the open center that runs the length of the structure, and there just outside the far end was a very large, black bear. Apparently, he'd been around for some time: they found a clear path in the hillside where the bear had been coming regularly for the ants in the big white pine that was felled there last summer.

I told them I probably wouldn't tell Ann this news, but I let it slip. I did NOT tell Tsuga, but all morning, he's been very spooky, barking off into the distance with a line down his back--not the calm, self assured master of his domain as he appears in this picture from a few days back. He senses something OUT THERE. And I bet it's big, black and furry.

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Oh my gosh. Now go look at Endment's site: http://endment.blogspot.com/

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