Scenery

After reading my newspaper this afternoon, I knew it was time to get up and start supper.  Bob would be home soon.  Upon arising from the couch I looked out the door, there is one of the bears that visit, standing on the railing, hanging on the pole under Bob's feeder.  He started to bite the wood, even leaving marks in the wood.  The dog's barking scared him away.  Down he jumped and went towards the pool, lost his footing and almost fell in the pool.  His one foot got wet.  He didn't seem too pleased with that.  Finally he jumped down to the ground and started to amble away, but not without looking at Bob's other feeder.  He stood up, looked at the feeder then the house and decided to leave instead of making the seventeen foot climb.  I have a feeling he will return later.  Can't wait to show Bob the bear's calling card......