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This is in Norwegian, but the story is from New Jersey and the pictures speak for themselves. "Jack", a very territorial 15lb tomcat, chased this bear up a tree, twice!, to get the bear out of "his" (Jack's) yard. All you cat folks out there will loooove these pictures.
http://www.dagbladet.no/kunnskap/2006/06/10/468562.html
That picture is hilarious! Thanks for the laugh - I needed it :)
Glad it cheered you up, dr. fish. You're also in the lead for the sport bean prize.
Hee hee - I've been watching the poll all day. :) At least some things are going my way today. I showed Mr. Fish the bear pic - he just stared at it in amazement. That is some cat!
What are you a doc of, by the way?
I'm thinking you need to change your quote to:
protect bears from cats, support your right to arm bears.
My fierce little 9-pounder tabby "Dayhunter" has attacked both a(full-grown) husky and lab that came to visit. He sneaks up and then goes right for their faces, 9 lbs of spitting, furious outrage. BUT he gets chased across the yard by our red hens almost daily - I guess he knows they live here and he's not to hurt them.
I hope DH (yes, that's what we've called him for years) doesn't every meet up with a bear, though.:eek:
My Isaac, who bears (hah! inadvertent pun!) a striking resemblance to Jack the Cat, but slimmer, once backed up in the little front yard as a German Shepherd dog came down the street on leash. I watch Isaac like a hawk when he's out there, and I thought, "oh, good, he has the sense to be scared of the dog." No, not at all. He was backing up to get a good running start. He flew over the chain link fence at the dog, hissing and spitting. Hard to say who was more freaked out. Dog? Dog's owner? Lise? I ran out there and snatched him up, the dog backing up furiously, barking, the owner screaming, "CONTROL YOUR CAT!" :o
I love the bear up a tree.
My sister had a miniature Dachshund who once chased a bear out of her yard.
Sis: "Doby! Come back, you woudn't even make an hor d' vors!"
Doby: "Bark, bark! Chase, chase."
Sis said that the dog swaggered around the place for days afterward. :rolleyes:
I'm telling you. Dachshunds rule. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by MomOnBike
You're KIDDING?? Chased a bear??! (I'd probably faint outright...)
I guess it's just another "huge dog" to these guys.
Yep, dachshunds rule! They can get a realy nice swagger going....
And that picture is just hilarious!
LOVE those stories!
Speaking of "control your cat," my husband recently let the cat out in the evening (we like him in at night because of coyotes) and I heard him tell Dayhunter "be back in an hour, ok?"
Duck, does that story say the black bear is in New Jersey? I used to speak some Swedish, so I was trying to see what I could read in Norwegian (answer: not much). I could pick up black bear, cat, and New Jersey. This did not require a year of study of the Swedish language at the University of Chicago. But that's what I have left.
Also, I can say, "Jag har glompt nesta alla mina Svenska". I wonder how much I paid for that. :o
But really, was it in NJ, USA?
and...was he back on time? :)Quote:
Originally Posted by latelatebloomer
I saw that story in my local paper. We laughed out loud! What a cat!
yes, it was in my local paper too. They finally took the cat in so he wouldnt get hurt!Quote:
Originally Posted by Lise
If it's any comfort:Quote:
Originally Posted by Lise
1) Swedish and Norwegian are not all that similar on the page. I can follow spoken Swedish, but reading it is a slog. With Danish it's the other way around. Looks almost exactly like Norwegian on the page, but sounds like it comes from Mars.
2) You got the gist of it right -- black bear, 7 kilo orange tabby tom cat named Jack, cat's back yard, bear chased up a tree, bear makes a run for it and gets chased up another tree, and yes -- New Jersey, USA.
I love it. Bear gets chased up two trees by the same cat. How will bear ever hold his head up again around the bear bar?
That phrase means "I've forgotten almost all my Swedish". I studied Swedish for a year in 1978 because I got a scholarship from the American Daughters of Sweden. I am 1/8th Swedish. The scholarship consisted of $500 and a cookbook. I am also 1/8th Danish (my Danish/Swedish grandmother). The Danes offered me neither moolah nor cookbook. I go with the loot. By the end of the year, we had read a detective novel in Swedish and discussed it in class, speaking only Swedish. Amazing. Is it all in there? If I woke up in Stockholm, would it come flooding back? Doubt it, but who knows. I think it's all been replaced with Spanish, the language I speak at work.
Was that a Sjövall and Wahlöö crime novel? They're great!
I think it would come back if you spent some time in Stockholm. Maybe not "flooding" the moment you got off the plane in Arlanda, but trickling over a few days and weeks. It's there somewhere. It's just hiding behind the Spanish, like my French is hiding behind my Norwegian, but some of it came back when I had a weeklong conference in Paris.