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On the last day of my Mom’s conference, we had planned a special hike to some waterfalls. We were going to have a picnic there and play in the water.
The hike was going well for a while.
As it got later in the day, Mom kept talking about a class she had just taken on medical care for people who were attacked by mt. lions and bears. I don’t know why she was saying that, since I’ve never attacked anybody. I’m not “lion” when I say that, either. 🙂
We finally got to the waterfall where we were going to play in the water and have our food, which I was really looking forward to.
I was enjoying the water and waiting for my snacks, when suddenly Mom changed her mind and said we had to leave because it was the wrong time of day to be there and that we didn’t have pepper spray.
I don’t know why she needed pepper spray, since we hadn’t even gotten our food out yet. She loves pepper, but never mentioned spraying it on her food before.
Then she said she wanted to be closer to our car, so we hiked BACK without even eating! I was NOT happy!!! Mom and Dad always give me snacks when we hike, and I was hungry.
We got back closer to our car and FINALLY Mom was happy about having our food. They sat down to eat and got my snacks and bully sticks out and life was good again.
I was hoping Mom was over her weird behavior, but she was just getting started.
She reminded Dad that I was a dane (duh!) and that I was supposed to be interested in bears (hello, I AM a bear). Then she said I had to stay on a leash and not go anywhere. The only thing good was she let me keep my snacks.
She kept looking around for more bears. I think one Behr is all they need. I seriously was having doubts about her at this point.
Suddenly, she grabbed Dad and said loudly, “Bear!” without explaining herself. He thought I was eating stuff I wasn’t supposed to (OK, I do that pretty often…) and grabbed me to look. I didn’t want him to take my bully stick, so I swallowed it WHOLE. No way was I giving that up after waiting so long for it. The next thing I know, I’m being taken back to the car and Mom saying something about me being blonde. Ok, now I think she seriously needs help.
When we got back to the parking lot, she and Dad were telling everyone I was a blonde Behr and they all ran back to their cars. They didn’t know my name was “Behr”, so they thought Mom meant this:
(a blonde phase black bear- photo source unknown)
I was trying to picture myself as a blonde.
I finally decided I should keep my black hair.
Then we drove back to town and ate in a restaurant, instead of finishing our food at the picnic area. I have no idea why Mom and Dad went all the way out to the forest to eat and then didn’t eat their food and tried to take mine away.
All I can say is at least the next day they were normal again, thankfully.
♥ Behr Behr, the blonde babe 🙂
Behr Behr’s mom’s side of the story… I was attending a medical conference, which included classes (complete with graphic photos and video) on bear attacks. Being the last class I took in the conference, the images were still on my mind as we hiked.
I was watching for bears since we were in known heavy bear territory. I kept Behr on the leash while eating because Danes were originally bred for bear hunting, and my previous danes let me know the instinct was still there when the opportunity presented itself.
A RARE blonde (black bear in gold phase) was quickly heading for our table when I saw it and said, “BEAR!” We left in a calm but steady manner, leaving our food on the table as a diversion for the bear. The ploy worked, but we lost our possessions, food, cooler, etc.The bear came very close to me as I was getting up from the table. Too close for comfort.
I just wanted to clear things up and let you know I hadn’t really lost my mind. 🙂
Anyone wanting to learn more about bear and mt. lion behavior and attacks can get this book or a really great video to learn bear behavior. Both are by Dr. Stephen Herrero. I have absolutely no affiliation with him, and am not compensated for referrals to his materials. I do think his work and classes are invaluable if you hike or camp in bear country, though.
That’s my side of the story, although Behr’s viewpoint is valid.
She’s a pretty funny dog with a wild imagination and fun perspective. That’s why we love her so much. She keeps us laughing with her view of things, for sure. 🙂
I just have to tell you a silly story about my parents. Two things make this story so funny to me.
1- After this trip, they wondered if was a bad idea to have named me “Behr” (which is German for bear, if you wondered) and
2- For some reason they thought I had become a blonde or something, and it caused people to panic and rush back to their cars. I don’t get it. In fact, the whole day was just plain weird.
Here’s how it all began. We went on a really cool trip for my mom’s work.
She and Dad love bear stuff, so naturally we got a cabin with bear things all over it. (again) I don’t know why they bother, since they have a real live Behr, but oh well.
Brown arrows are where their eyes look when we walk in, and the red paw print is where mine look.
I rushed right to the area my eyes were focused on and found this nice basket of goodies just for me! I like this cabin already!
It was a great place by a lake. While Mom was in her conference each day, Dad and I took hikes around the lake. Very cool.
At night, we ate at fun places where dogs could go. There were bears everywhere, but they were fake.
Some of the fake bears even tried to break into the restaurant. I get in trouble when I try things like that. I can’t even get into the trash can around our house!
So all of that was the normal part of our trip.
Stay tuned to hear about the day when my mom and dad suddenly acted really weird and scared people by saying I was a blonde. I really don’t know why they do stuff like that, but it keeps my life interesting. 🙂
♥ Behr Behr, the REAL bear, who doesn’t break into restaurants. Or trash cans.
Having fun messing with my mom and dad today.
I kept them up all night by acting real sick. Then I napped a bunch so I was all rested up, but they were still super tired.
They covered me up with my blankie ’cause it’s pretty cold outside (not over 100 ° like in my last post) and I got up and walked all around the house. They’re laughing and calling me the “Brown Ghost” as I walk by.
At least they can still laugh, even though I kept them from sleeping last night. Actually, I learned it was a good way to get extra attention. I might just have to think of more ways to scare them at night so they stay up with me. 🙂
♥ Behr Behr, the Brown Ghost….bwahaha…
Today was super boring for me. Mom said it was waaaay too hot outside to take any long walkies.
Her favorite weather place said the mean temperature here should be 73-75 degrees (F) in May, but today it was over 100 degrees.
I didn’t even know temperatures could be mean before. It’s confusing to me, because the mean temperature would have been nicer. Hmmm.
I didn’t have anything to do but hang out on one of our
decks observation platforms and keep an eye on the squirrels.
Even THEY were bored and didn’t make noises at me or run today. See for yourself…
♥ Behr Behr, Chief Squirrel Patrol Officer 🙂
So many fun places I’ve been to in the U.S.A. that I don’t know where to start! In coming posts, I’ll tell you about the other fun things I do when I’m not traveling.
Mom and Dad are nice because they usually take me places with lots of bear stuff around, and with forests and mountains to play in.
Now that you know that, you’ll understand why I wasn’t so happy when we went somewhere that only had space dogs and fish. Things started out OK when we arrived at our cabin near the lake.
We took lots of fun walkies and watched the ducks and had picnics. There’s one thing missing on the table, though- my bowl. Actually, I mean my bowl full of food. (who wants an empty bowl?)
Everything was going super well, until the strange gray dogs starting showing up.
First there was just this one, taunting me by bringing his lunch and eating right in front of me. (that’s not my food ’cause I eat raw stuff)
Then he brought three of his friends the next time. I want you to notice how he looked at me and laughed. I really didn’t think this was funny.
I went back inside the cabin to take a nap and get away from them, but all I dreamed about was food.
Things got even worse the next day when the gray dog and his entire family had dinner right in my view. It was making me hungry, but Mom and Dad said I had to wait for my own dinner. 😦
It’s obvious they are bad guys because they are wearing those black masks on their faces.
I’m pretty sure they were from outer space since I’ve never seen their kind around before. Maybe that’s why they didn’t have any manners. Just look at how they shovel the food into their mouths!!
When we got home, I had nightmares about the masked space dogs stealing my food and laughing.
It’s more fun to play with nice puppies, like you. At least you don’t wear masks and do mean things.
♥ Behr Behr, the nice BLACK dog from Earth:)
Note from Behr’s mom- Don’t worry, Behr didn’t really eat any of the fish. That was just her silly dream.
Also, we were not the ones providing the raccoons with food, and didn’t think it was at all wise. They got their food from another cabin.
Funny story– before I got Behr, I lived in the mountains and had a gray and black cat.
One day I thought he came in his little door and was munching on his food right behind me. I was busy, but talking away to him as usual. When I turned around to pet him, I was shocked to see that it was a raccoon with the same coloring 🙂 I also woke up to one walking on my bed headboard before!
The joys of living in the forest 🙂
(**note: SPECIAL THANKS to Walter and Millie’s mom at “Bird Brains and Dog Tails” blog for help with the video!! Please visit their website. There is a link on my friends list)