Never in a million years did we think our first BEAR encounter would occur in our very own backyard in this little village of Calumet. Of course, Steve has had bear encounters in the past on our property near Eagle Harbor, but that's to be expected occasionally in that densely wooded area.
Monday began quietly and routinely - just the way we like
it. Steve had plans to put the last coat
of paint on the kitchen, and we were sitting in the living room. Suddenly, we heard a loud growl coming from
right outside our living room window at the front of the house. Steve quickly opened the curtains, looked
outside, and spotted the black beast moving toward a man who happened to be
walking by on his way to the garage next door.
The man was backing up slowly toward the garage door keeping an eye on
the animal. He wasn't far from the door at
that point and made it safely inside. We
quickly called the police. Then, Steve
put on his boots and jacket, grabbed his handgun, and went outside. He's so brave. No longer spotting the vicious critter, he
went around the corner of our house to check on our dog in our fenced
backyard. Whew, our dog was fine. Just then, that wild animal came around the
corner of the house. Steve had made sure
to close the gate behind him, but it hopped the fence and followed him into our
yard! Steve had just enough time to open
the back door to let our dog inside the back porch and draw his handgun. The animal circled around him and had him
pinned down to a small area near the back door.
Steve had his gun out and pointed.
He didn't really want to kill the beast, but he would have to shoot if
it got too close. Steve stayed very
still - trying not to make any sudden moves.
The handle of the back door was within reach, but he wasn't sure he
could make it inside quickly enough. The
crazed critter was growling and lunging toward him repeatedly. I was still inside the house and heard the
commotion in the backyard, so I banged on the window and yelled in an attempt to
scare it away. Steve yelled for me to
call the police again. I told the police
the animal had my husband pinned in the backyard. They said they would immediately dispatch a
After what seemed like an eternity, the state police and the
village police both arrived. The
officers exited their vehicles and began knocking on doors across the
street. What? Why are they doing that? Don't they know my husband is in the backyard
with a savage beast? The noise of the
officers on the street was enough to distract the aggressive monster, and it went
around the other corner of the house to see what was happening. That gave Steve the opportunity to dart
inside the house. Steve hurried through the
house and went back out the front door to talk to the police. The animal was still inside our fenced
yard. As the police walked back and
forth and discussed what to do, I watched that critter hop back and forth over
our fence from our yard to the neighbor's yard at least a dozen times. Why
weren't they doing something? I wondered
what were they going to do if it hopped a different portion of the fence and got
loose in the neighborhood again. At that
point, I didn't know the police weren't even carrying a tranquilizer gun. I also didn't know they had a run-in with
this fierce animal in the past. It had
bitten a jogger!
Suddenly, another vehicle arrived and a woman ran up to the
officers. It was the neighbor. They actually allowed her to enter our
backyard! That's when we found out the dog was named "Bear." The lady
got a "stiff fine" for not keeping her dog under control along with a
warning that Bear would be taken if this happens again. So, that was our first U.P. "Bear"
encounter! It is currently 35° and
sunny. All's well again in the Keweenaw.
Disclosure: Some names were changed to protect the identity of those involved.