One Friday evening, while I was sitting on my couch, stuffing my face and watching television, I got a phone call.
“Get dressed,” my friend said.
(Did I mention it was 6pm and I was in my PJs…and my friend knows me well?)
“Why?” I asked, gearing up for a fight. If she didn’t give me a really, really, really good reason, I wasn’t getting dressed.
“A bear escaped.”
“Pick me up in five.”
On the way to the bear facility, I wondered how a bear could escape. When I got there and watched the video, I got my answer. The bear had stood on her tiptoes and pulled herself through a small hole in the ceiling. Because of the camera angle, all we saw was the bottom half of the bear, dancing, and then “POOF” she appeared to get sucked upward…as if being abducted by aliens.
Oh, and in case you’re wondering…everything turned out fine. She was stuck in a crawl space. We got her safely back to her pen…and covered the hole.
