I have to be honest. As much as I like to tell myself I am prepared and understand what it means to live this far in the mountains I am not. I just peed myself a little... I just came face to face with an adult brown bear. The only thing separating us was Roo's bedroom patio door. I did keep my head and Roo and our dog has no clue there was anything out there. Winter would have barked and growled which I didn't want her to do and Roo would have squealed at the "big puppy". I watched it from the windows as it circled the house sniffing the air and blinking in the sun like it just woke up. After about a half hour it walked back into the woods behind the house. Now that it is gone I have my shot gun and shells on top of the fridge just in case. The cats are also calming down. Roo's cat, Dori, was the one to let me know the bear was there. She was sitting at the door growling and hissing. The bear didn't seem to notice her or me through the glass but it still made me wet myself. I was curious what those of you that live in bear country do when a bear gets that close. Technically we can't shot the bears unless they attack or get in to the house. We live on the border of a wildlife preserve so we have to play by the book when the animals get too close. Plus brown bears are the state animal so they are protected. And yeah, I'm a big scaredy cat.