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Yesterday (or the day before?) I was with a pretty good sized group.  A few bears charged in out of nowhere, possibly following someone, and tore people up.  In moments we lost 9 of my companions, leaving only me and a female baby.  I grabbed it and ran! I tried going back but the bears camped the area and I eventually just gave up.  Started a new life quite far from the original home, and I died of old age before the girl popped out any kids of her own.  I like to think she survived and started up a thriving community.

I've been given many odd names by my parents... "Bobo", "Rabbit", "JO", but that was the first time someone ended up giving me a name when I was already old.  She ("Sally") called me the bear thief.  Very cool name.  Now if only I could get cool names more often, haha!