Now I know why we haven't seen a bear since we've been here: We aren't leaving our garage door open at night. I learned from the second graders during reading time today (I volunteer on Thursdays) that the best hope for seeing a bear is to leave your trash cans accessible because that's what brings the illusive bear to the open. You learn a lot from second graders, sometimes more than you need.
Once when we were living at my aunt's house because we didn't have anywhere to live because my parents were getting divorced, a bear got into the trash...
I told them we saw a fox this morning on our way to school. He was trying to snatch some little creature out of a hole in the snow.
I saw a fox once at my mom's boyfriend's house...
Let's just get back to the book, shall we?, I say.
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