By Charles Towne
Life for a little bear is fraught with many dangers. Infant mortality is so great that approximately three out of four young bears don’t make it past their 4th birthday.
Many young bears commit bearicide by dashing out in front of speeding vehicles, and we all know that bears climb trees. What most people don’t know is that bears sometimes fall and end up either killed outright or they die from injuries sustained from their falls. Another cause of infant mortality is large males killing little bears thus forcing the females into premature estrous, thus ensuring that her next cubs will be his.)
Buddy Bear was eating mast in the large oak grove. Mast is another name for acorns which all bears dearly love. I mean, they eat acorns like you and I eat hot buttered popcorn!
Buddy was laying on his tummy pigging out on those delicious acorns when suddenly he jumped up and stared at the surrounding forest. Something, he knew not what, had alarmed him. As he stared at his surroundings he was listening as well, but more than anything he was using his nose.
Buddy’s sense of smell is very keen.
There is a tale that goes like this… “A leaf fell in the forest. A fox traveling through the forest heard the leaf fall. An eagle flying high above the forest saw the leaf fall, but the bear, sound asleep in his den on the other side of the forest suddenly awoke and said to his wife, “Hmm, I just smelled a leaf fall!” His wife, not to be outdone said, “Yes dear, but did you smell the little mouse the leaf fell on?”
Well, you get the idea.
Buddy Bear suddenly stood up on his hindermost footsies, sniffed real deep, and started running to one of the large oak trees.
Just in time, he was too for he heard something behind him and he knew that it was Brutimous Bear!
Buddy just barely made it to the oak tree when Brutimous snapped his jaws and just barely missed catching our young friend.
Buddy dashed up the tree and Brutimous started climbing behind him.
Oh, I am here to tell you that Brutimous was angry! He snarled and grumbled at Buddy, threatening him with mayhem, and worse!
Buddy climbed up that oak tree until he came to a large limb and he ran out on that limb with Brutimous right on his heels.
Brutimous bear growled great and dire threats at buddy bear.
Buddy kept climbing out on the big branch and Brutimous kept following him, but, as Buddy climbed out on that big limb, the big limb got smaller and smaller!
Now I want you to know that as that branch got smaller and smaller, Brutimous seemed to get bigger and bigger and the limb was not designed to hold Brutimous bear’s weight, and the limb began to sag!
Oh, was Brutimous bear angry! He knew that if he kept following Buddy bear the limb would break and down, down, down would come the two of them!
Brutimous lost his temper and slapped the limb which was a big mistake because when he slapped the limb he lost his balance and almost fell!
Finally, Brutimous realized his danger and made his way back to the trunk of the tree, and then down to the ground, and finally to safety. As Brutimous walked away out of sight, Buddy bear laughed a little bear laugh and sighed a big sigh of relief, and then he made his way to a broad spot on the big limb and would you believe it, he laid down and did something that all bears, big and small, are very good at, he got comfortable, sighed, and took a nap.
Feature photo by Charles Towne
Charles Towne is first and foremost a Christian. An octogenarian, author, journalist, wildlife photographer, naturalist, caregiver, and survivor, his life has been and continues to be, a never-ending adventure filled with possibilities never imagined. He has adopted the philosophy that to Live fully, laugh uproariously, love passionately, and learn like there is no tomorrow, is a formula for a long and joy-filled life.