A couple of years ago, we were concerned when we sighted a black bear foraging for food. We called the authorities and they had little or no response. It was like I was reporting a sparrow on the porch. A month ago, a black bear was sighted in a large town sixty miles from here and it made the news every night for a week.
Today we were building a wall inside the house and looked out into our backyard and there he was, just meandering back and forth between the woods and our fenced-in area for our fruit trees and garden. He couldn't make up his mind. At first, it looked like he was going to tear the fence down and then he looked through the fence and decided it was too much work for too little. The apples and the pears weren't ripe. I don't think he was that hungry.
The picture is blurry because, after all, who wants to get between a bear and his dinner.