Gotta love the little ones, except when they give you cardiac arrest whilst picking the blackberry patch!
A few years ago, I was doing the above mentioned and had an encounter with a two cubs and a momma black bear. Nothing came of the incident but I was a bit unnerved about the encounter, even though I was armed. The next day, I resumed picking this very large patch when out of nowhere, two fawns came crashing over brush and tall grass from my backside and almost ran into me! If I would’ve seen them, I could’ve hugged the both of them they were so close but until I saw what they were, my heart about jumped right out of my chest! I’ve never forgotten it and I’ve seen them as “rascals” ever since!