I love our little West Virginia house in the woods usually feel safe and secure snuggled in my bed with lots of covers. This morning Bruce left before 6AM to drive down the mountain to Raleigh for a lunch meeting, leaving me another hour before I had to finish loading my car and heading home. At 6:30AM my fearless guard dog lept out of bed, raced upstairs and planted himself in the upstairs window barking as if the Visigoths were on the front porch. He would not be distracted by entreaties to come back and hush. He just raced down the stairs and continued to bark. My sleepy brain decided this must be more than a stray rabbit ho
pping down the lane. I struggled to the window, peered out into the morning and saw - nothing. This did not appease him.
pping down the lane. I struggled to the window, peered out into the morning and saw - nothing. This did not appease him. So out on the deck he went to ferret out the intruder while I got dressed and prepared to venture out into the morning to do battle. The bears are safe from detection for another few weeks while we are in North Carolina. But be warned we will be back soon and the neighborhood alarmist will raise the warning if you venture near.
