


And then, there was this little guy.

Can you see him?

The story: We came to an intersection of two small trails, and Zeke went nuts. Suddenly, there were two brown blurs crashing through the underbrush--one was Zeke, the other, I had to assume, was a bear. I rounded a corner and found the littlest bear cub I've ever seen climbing frantically up a thin-trunked Hemlock. He stayed there for an hour, quivering. Mama never came back when I was there, but I imagined a teary reunion just after I left. At least I hope so.

3 comments:
That last picture is just ridiculously cute! He looks like he's posing!
Awwww!
He clearly knew how to work the cuteness angle, right? :)
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