Mom came home from work the other day and she sat us all down and started shrieking! She finally calmed down and told us that she heard a couple of the Police talking about some guy who's dog had been hurt by something. It had huge puncture wounds in it. They speculated it was a bear. She knows we have a bobcat in our woods, now she's worried that bears are movin in. She's not worried about the Brats...they stay close to the house and they even act like dogs. She calls them and they come runnin. But I am a free spirit and I love being in the woods. But now she's got me scared to be away from the house. And as much as I try to hate Bogie...well he's grown on me and he's stupid enough to try to take one of those brutes on. I just wanted to let ya all know we still love it down here, but it's getting scary!