We both had doctor appointments in C’ville today – I had my Botox, so hopefully the three straight months of migraines will finally stop (pleasepleasepleasefortheloveofGOD) – and as we drove out onto route 15, I saw a large animal walk across the road ahead of the car in front of us.
I said “Polar Bear” (inside joke; come to our filk night at Pennsic), but then…
“Fuck! Black bear!”
A black bear crossed the road in front of us. I assume it crossed for one of the following reasons:
1. To get to the other side. Because the other side has food. 2. Or Chickens. 3. Or easily available bird seed. 4. That was where its car was parked.
Whatever its unholy purpose, it’s been the first black bear we’ve seen for months. Hope it doesn’t get run over.