That's from the official Port Moody city website. Yes, people laughed at me when I initially expressed my bear phobia, but they're not laughing now. Three bears have been shot in Coquitlam in the past week. Coquitlam borders Port Moody. One of the bears that was shot attacked a woman gardening in her back yard. The bear tore most of the flesh from her arm in addition to seriously damaging her scalp and various other bite and puncture wounds. She's in hospital and alive, mostly because neighbours heard her screams and distracted the bear with rocks and noise before it could finish her off. One of the other bears climbed into the window of a basement suite to get at food that was out on a counter--luckily the tenants weren't home.
So, basically, I have become a shut in. My husband, on the other hand, has responded more in an American vs the terrorists tact. He's decided to continue his daily routine--including cutting through the woods when walking down to the grocery store--in order to "not let the bears win." I say, if something ways 400lbs and has giant teeth and claws, let them win.
Besides living in fear of bears, Port Moody has been really great so far. I love the new place, so much more space. It's a bit further from work, but manageable. There are other, equally fascinating, things I could discuss here, but I'm expecting guests shortly, so I'd best go cut the Rice Krispie squares.
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Well, this won't make you feel any more comfortable, but we saw bear poo in the ravine in New West, which is about as urban as you can get. We didn't see the bear, fortunately, but our dog followed its scent for a bit.
When I called it in, though, Provincial Wildlife gave me the brush-off. Apparently fresh bear poo doesn't mean there's a bear nearby (this was the day before we heard the news of the first bear attack, by the way).
Barb
Well, duh, everyone knows fresh bear poo doesn't mean there is a bear nearby. Obviously someone goes around behind bears, collecting their fresh poo and quickly depositing it around the Lower Mainland to annoy the Provincial Wildlife officers.
Eeek! I'm in Colorado but far enough from the mountains to avoid bears.
Lucky. Bears are jerks. I know that's not politically correct, but I don't care. Bears are jerks.
Hey--We moved into their homes. Fair go they should have a crack at ours.
Ursine rights now!
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