I cannot stand drop-in, unexpected company. I really hate when that happens when I’m enjoying home alone time, sitting on my deck, sipping a glass of wine, and chatting on the phone. My yard is really private – nobody can see me back there and I love the solitude. Imagine my dismay when I looked over and saw that damn bear about twenty feet away!

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr (that was me, not the bear)

I was stunned that it had the balls to wander in in broad daylight while it could obviously see, hear, and smell me. That’s a bad sign – the hub is calling the DNR tomorrow to see if they will come trap it or something. It’s pretty apparent that the fuzzy invader isn’t afraid of people even if it did scamper off when I yelled at it.

While I was bear watching, the hub and kids were fishing on a nearby lake. Hub didn’t expect they’d catch anything, but they were itching to go wet a worm. Babycub isn’t big on fishing. She’s like me, she only enjoys it on warm days when the fish are biting quickly. Boycub lives for fishing and will go any time he can.

The hub called to get a bear update and to give me a fish update. At that time Babycub had already caught two fish and Boycub only had one. Since that time, Babycub has sent me a series of text messages that I absolutely cracked up reading. I just have to copy them here so you can see what a little scamp she can be. (I’m changing the names here for privacy reasons)

7:29 p.m. – Update on the fishing score: 4 to 1 with Babycub on the lead. Oh, and we just recieved another message: The leader, Babycub, has just caught another fish, making the score 5 to 1.

7:36 – New news brief: the score is now 6 to 1. Oh, no its 7 to 1, with Babycub still in the lead.. We’ll keep u updated for more.

7:42 – New update! Babycub has caught yet another fish making the score 8 to 1!

7:47 – Sadly, the current runner-up has recently caught a little bluegill, slightly evening the score to 8-2.

7:55 – Babycub has just made a comeback, making a 12.5% increase in score. The score is now 9 – 2, with Babycub in the lead.

7:58 – Another update has just occurred; Babycub has caught ANOTHER fish.

8:04 – The score is now 10 to 2, and there are large bootmarks on the back of the other fishing contestant, Boycub’s buttocks.

8:11 – Boycub has attempted to regain some of his wounded dignity by catching a largemouth bass, making the score now 10 to 3.

8:15 – Babycub is making yet another comeback, but with Boycub right at her heels with a fiesty panfish.

8:21 – Babycub caught another fish, while trying not to! The score is now 12 to 4.

8:25 – Boycub has caught a fish, although the competition is over. Ending the competition, we declare the champing Babycub at a score of 12 fish! The runner up, Boycub, caught a total of 5. Join us next time on Fish Watch, on this channel.

Sheesh, I was getting some of those texts as I was typing this entry. The fishing contest just ended. It’s making me laugh because the hub was sure they wouldn’t be catching anything tonight; he had a killer headache when they left and was hoping to be home soon.

They wrapped things up and I had to slip back online to finish out the Fish Watch thing. It cracked me up. My fisherpeople should be home any minute!

Oh, poor Boycub I did text him to offer my sympathy. The little stinker sent me back a message. He’s not quite as wordy as his sister his simply said “bite me!” I very nicely sent him a message back that said “Oh honey, why don’t you suggest that to the fish instead of me.”

Methinks his pride is becoming more than wounded this evening.

Peace