The dogs woke me up at 6am by barking this morning. They were both standing under the curtains in the bedroom, looking out, barking their fool heads off. Considering that I got off work at 11pm I was none too pleased. But when I looked out the door I couldn't yell at them. There was a big black bear grazing on the manzanita about 50 feet from the house.

We'd been wondering when they were going to wake up. I guess that question's been answered. I also guess I won't be taking the dogs on the trails behind the house this morning. Or for a few mornings...