Oh, the Bear Story...

Yes, it was a bear. Girl was up at around midnight, went to get a drink, saw a large furry shape outside. Her first thought, seeing it out of the corner of her eye out the window, was that it was dingbat neighbor's dog - the one that bit me, the one that is still allowed to wander off leash and without Invisible Fence late at night, the same one that has menaced her when she got home from work at 3 a.m. So she took a second look, and it was too big to be that dog. Way too big. And too black. And too ursine. It was a full-sized black bear, moseying down the road. No evidence of his passing by the light of day, except a bag of trash strewn across open space in our immaculately maintained neighborhood. Methinks we have a suspect.