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Bears are not our pals

Bears are not our pals

The kids really enjoyed themselves playing with the black bears. They climbed on top of Mama bear’s head, tried to stick their fingers in the bear cub’s mouth, petted all four bears with vigor. Would you let your kids do that? Three times this week, I watched parents encourage their kids to play with bears. … read more Bears are not our pals

Posted on March 11, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories TreesTags 2012, animals, bear, burglary, feeding, garbage, wild
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