True story. My brother lives in central Florida. Over the last fifteen years, the area around where he lives has become home to a growing population of bears. There have been some attacks on people and many scary moments for others. Last year the state allowed a limited bear hunt in the area. Of course, many animal lovers were incensed by it. For my brother and his wife, it was a hard place. They love the bears but also see the danger, especially as more and more (foolish) people feed them (accidentally by leaving food in places they can get to or on purpose). Even baby bears, my sibling says, have claws four inches long.
Leaving food out attracts these wild–yes, wild–animals, and has the unwelcome effect of taking away their natural fear of man. Now that fear is replaced with the knowledge that man equals food. In fact, my…
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