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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. We’d roasted our wieners in the campfire and consumed a large quantity of cheap red wine from a box, which was on the picnic table. It was getting late out and it was pitch black outside. The fire was dying down. Suddenly, we heard sniffling right behind us! The hair on the back of our necks stood up. It was eerie. Dennis reached for the flashlight but the battery was dead. There was rustling on the picnic table and heavy breathing. It was so scary! Stumbling around in the dark, I tried to find the car so I could turn on the lights. Dennis grabbed the axe and swiped it along the picnic table. More sniffling and rustling from the bushes. I finally made it to the car and turned on the lights. There’s Dennis, waving the axe, surrounded on 3 sides by about 8 raccoons. They had already eaten the rest of our wieners and marshmallows. There was a wooden box with a latch where the rest of our food was. One raccoon pulled out the stick in the latch (we didn’t have a lock) and opened the box. They all came and ate our food, while Dennis was waving the axe at them. They weren’t at all afraid, only backing off about 1 foot from the axe and then advancing again. When all the food was gone, they tore apart our box of wine, poked a hole in the bag and drank all the wine. Then they all took off. Dennis and I were left with no breakfast and no more wine. Bastard raccoons!
Oh those dastardly ‘coons!! Reminds me of when Pam and family camped here overnight on their trip. It was getting dark as we were eating, and we were surrounded buy the little four footed bandits. As we were sitting at the picnic table one crawled through the window to check for anything edible in my truck. I had taken Sammy along. I always give her some Fancy Feast as a reward when we go on truck rides. I gave her half the can, and put the rest in a ziplock for LB to eat when we got home. Sometime, probably as we were getting ready to leave and carrying stuff over to the cars, or when we took pictures over in the parking lot, the bag was ripped open and the FF partially eaten. Oh well, LB is fluffy enough and probably didn’t need a treat anyway 
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. We’d roasted our wieners in the campfire and consumed a large quantity of cheap red wine from a box, which was on the picnic table. It was getting late out and it was pitch black outside. The fire was dying down. Suddenly, we heard sniffling right behind us! The hair on the back of our necks stood up. It was eerie. Dennis reached for the flashlight but the battery was dead. There was rustling on the picnic table and heavy breathing. It was so scary! Stumbling around in the dark, I tried to find the car so I could turn on the lights. Dennis grabbed the axe and swiped it along the picnic table. More sniffling and rustling from the bushes. I finally made it to the car and turned on the lights. There’s Dennis, waving the axe, surrounded on 3 sides by about 8 raccoons. They had already eaten the rest of our wieners and marshmallows. There was a wooden box with a latch where the rest of our food was. One raccoon pulled out the stick in the latch (we didn’t have a lock) and opened the box. They all came and ate our food, while Dennis was waving the axe at them. They weren’t at all afraid, only backing off about 1 foot from the axe and then advancing again. When all the food was gone, they tore apart our box of wine, poked a hole in the bag and drank all the wine. Then they all took off. Dennis and I were left with no breakfast and no more wine. Bastard raccoons!
Revenge (although I saw it with a rather nice hand-raised raccoon) is giving one a sugar cube, and watching him wash it–then wonder where it went.
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About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. We’d roasted our wieners in the campfire and consumed a large quantity of cheap red wine from a box, which was on the picnic table. It was getting late out and it was pitch black outside. The fire was dying down. Suddenly, we heard sniffling right behind us! The hair on the back of our necks stood up. It was eerie. Dennis reached for the flashlight but the battery was dead. There was rustling on the picnic table and heavy breathing. It was so scary! I don’t think we have bears in this part of California. I’ve certainly never heard of anyone running into one in the Bay Area, which it sounds like was where you were. (Were you in Portola Valley state park, by any chance? It’s a nice, very woodsy area in the Santa Cruz hills.) Now, mountain lions are a possibility around here, especially in the hills. But they’ve been seen in suburban neighborhoods on quite a few occasions, too. After all, those areas used to be theirs! Raccoons, though, are everywhere. Your story is pretty funny, although at the time I’m sure it wasn’t. I love the image of Dennis swinging an axe like a wild man, while 8 unfazed raccoons go about their business eating your food. 
Joyce
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yodeled: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – yodeled: Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in! Beg to disagree! Saint Bonaventure, in the "Southern Tier" of Western New York, was voted one of the top party schools in America. And a Jesuit college to boot!
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – yodeled: Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in! IU – one of the top rated party schools in the US, to the dismay of Bloomington residents.
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"And that’s when I first saw the bear. He was a Kodiak-lookin’ fella, about 19 feet tall . . . He downed one of them things and looked like one of them bears in the circus sippin’ sasparilly in the moonlight. He downed another and another and another one, and . . . commenced to doin’ the bear dance." Heh. Just couldn’t resist. Jimmy Buffett, "God’s Own Drunk". Ginger-lyn – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. — Victor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
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about Re: OT: Drinking bear: Na Zdorowie!
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yodeled: They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in!
Did you mean WSU (WAZOO), selected by Playboy Magazine for several years in the seventies at the biggest party college in the USA? Pam S. who thinks the bear would be selected as the new dean of students and start earning his bear bear money.
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about Re: OT: Drinking bear: Na Zdorowie! ?????
Slavic equivalent of Salud! Cheers! Prosit! Skoal! Slainte! Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/
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things to say about Re: OT: Drinking bear: Na Zdorowie! ????? Slavic equivalent of Salud! Cheers! Prosit! Skoal! Slainte!
Thanks. — "The universe is quite robust in design and appears to be doing just fine on its own, incompetent support staff notwithstanding. " – the Dennis formerly known as (evil), MCFL
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. We’d roasted our wieners in the campfire and consumed a large quantity of cheap red wine from a box, which was on the picnic table. It was getting late out and it was pitch black outside. The fire was dying down. Suddenly, we heard sniffling right behind us! The hair on the back of our necks stood up. It was eerie. Dennis reached for the flashlight but the battery was dead. There was rustling on the picnic table and heavy breathing. It was so scary! Stumbling around in the dark, I tried to find the car so I could turn on the lights. Dennis grabbed the axe and swiped it along the picnic table. More sniffling and rustling from the bushes. I finally made it to the car and turned on the lights. There’s Dennis, waving the axe, surrounded on 3 sides by about 8 raccoons. They had already eaten the rest of our wieners and marshmallows. There was a wooden box with a latch where the rest of our food was. One raccoon pulled out the stick in the latch (we didn’t have a lock) and opened the box. They all came and ate our food, while Dennis was waving the axe at them. They weren’t at all afraid, only backing off about 1 foot from the axe and then advancing again. When all the food was gone, they tore apart our box of wine, poked a hole in the bag and drank all the wine. Then they all took off. Dennis and I were left with no breakfast and no more wine. Bastard raccoons! Revenge (although I saw it with a rather nice hand-raised raccoon) is giving one a sugar cube, and watching him wash it–then wonder where it went.
LOL, thats so funny to imagine! I think racoons are just adorable, I"d love a tame one. Yowie — Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com).
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Revenge (although I saw it with a rather nice hand-raised raccoon) is giving one a sugar cube, and watching him wash it–then wonder where it went. LOL, thats so funny to imagine! I think racoons are just adorable, I"d love a tame one. Yowie
The tame one I knew was most charming. Not a litter box for Bug; he was toilet trained. Unfortunately, at one fairly drunken party at his human’s home, we heard an outraged hiss, a splash, and then saw a screaming male guest, trousers around ankles, desperately running from the bathroom, wet and indignant raccoon in pursuit. Apparently, the gentleman in question had neglected to turn on the light.
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Unfortunately, at one fairly drunken party at his human’s home, we heard an outraged hiss, a splash, and then saw a screaming male guest, trousers around ankles, desperately running from the bathroom, wet and indignant raccoon in pursuit.
LOL!!!! That’s too funny! — Victor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Revenge (although I saw it with a rather nice hand-raised raccoon) is giving one a sugar cube, and watching him wash it–then wonder where it went. LOL, thats so funny to imagine! I think racoons are just adorable, I"d love a tame one. Yowie The tame one I knew was most charming. Not a litter box for Bug; he was toilet trained. Unfortunately, at one fairly drunken party at his human’s home, we heard an outraged hiss, a splash, and then saw a screaming male guest, trousers around ankles, desperately running from the bathroom, wet and indignant raccoon in pursuit. Apparently, the gentleman in question had neglected to turn on the light.
Not much to say about that besides: "Whoa." Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/
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What a great story! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Thanks. Best wishes, — Polonca & Soncek
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. <snip
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In Slovenia we say "Na zdravje!", so I guess that is Polish for "Cheers!". Best wishes, — Polonca & Soncek – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – about Re: OT: Drinking bear: Na Zdorowie! ????? — "The universe is quite robust in design and appears to be doing just fine on its own, incompetent support staff notwithstanding. " – the Dennis formerly known as (evil), MCFL
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Oh those dastardly ‘coons!! Reminds me of when Pam and family camped here overnight on their trip. It was getting dark as we were eating, and we were surrounded buy the little four footed bandits. As we were sitting at the picnic table one crawled through the window to check for anything edible in my truck.
I think I inadvertently punished that raccoon enough. I kept hearing noises outside the tent and shined a flashlight out the screen window each time I heard them. Each time I caught a ‘coon in the light. I was cursed out in coonish for hours that night. Pam S. remembering the raccoon sitting behind the wheel of Steve’s truck
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yodeled: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation.
Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in! Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – About 6 years ago, Dennis and I were camping a little ways south of San Francisco. We were in a heavily forested camp site. We’d roasted our wieners in the campfire and consumed a large quantity of cheap red wine from a box, which was on the picnic table. It was getting late out and it was pitch black outside. The fire was dying down. Suddenly, we heard sniffling right behind us! The hair on the back of our necks stood up. It was eerie. Dennis reached for the flashlight but the battery was dead. There was rustling on the picnic table and heavy breathing. It was so scary! I don’t think we have bears in this part of California. I’ve certainly never heard of anyone running into one in the Bay Area, which it sounds like was where you were. (Were you in Portola Valley state park, by any chance? It’s a nice, very woodsy area in the Santa Cruz hills.)
Well, we didn’t really stop to think logically. It was pitch black and there was heavy breathing only a foot or 2 from our backs. It was the weirdest, scariest thing. It was a while ago and I’m trying to remember what we did. We drove from Vancouver to SF, stayed there a few days, drove on to Santa Cruz and Monterrey and then went to the Sonoma Valley. I’m thinking it must have been somewhere around Monterrey. But I’m not sure. That cheap red wine seems to have messed with my geographical memory It was an interesting trip, that’s for sure. We had a book called "Let’s Party San Francisco" and saw some pretty weird things, including some sort of bondage nightclub where they kept asking me to volunteer! In the Sonoma valley, I got stung by a bee on my ring finger and my finger swelled up enormously. I couldn’t get my wedding band off. We were going home the next day and tried to go as fast as possible. Went straight to the emergency room in Vancouver and they ended up having to saw my ring off! Strangely enough, I got stung a month later in the same finger. This time I took the ring off immediately and kept it off for a whole week. Now, mountain lions are a possibility around here, especially in the hills. But they’ve been seen in suburban neighborhoods on quite a few occasions, too. After all, those areas used to be theirs! Raccoons, though, are everywhere. Your story is pretty funny, although at the time I’m sure it wasn’t. I love the image of Dennis swinging an axe like a wild man, while 8 unfazed raccoons go about their business eating your food.
It was funny actually. At one point, Dennis was faced off with one raccoon. Every time Dennis lifted the axe, the raccoon would advance. When Dennis lowered the axe, the raccoon would back off a bit. This went on for a while while I was laughing my head off. — Britta Sandpaper kisses, a cuddle and a purr. I have an alarm clock that’s covered in fur! Check out pictures of Vino at: http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album
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Yogi’s drunker than the average bear! I hope Hanna and Barbera will accept my apologies for that, but you can’t let a cheesy line get wasted. Like bears get wasted. Oh, I’m shutting up. Na Zdorowie! Baha – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. — Victor Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – yodeled: Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in!
Beg to disagree! Saint Bonaventure, in the "Southern Tier" of Western New York, was voted one of the top party schools in America. And a Jesuit college to boot! Cheers, Baha – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – yodeled: Bear guzzles 36 beers, passes out at campground SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) — A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday. "We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 km) northeast of Seattle. The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers’ coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds. It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge. Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson. They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation. Probably relocated to Washington U. where he would fit right in!
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