So I was heading home Friday when, on my way out of my timber sale, I spotted some guys I knew from the Game Commission. Seems they were out trapping bears and there was one in a trap on the same road I was on. They let me, my intern and our technician (three women foresters working together - not a common event in such a male dominated profession!) watch while they tagged and vetted a very sheepish looking bear. Here are some photos - I hope you like them! I put them in as thumbnails to keep this post from being as image heavy as the last one. Just click the image to be taken to my photobucket page. I'm afraid my previous post I posted from my phone and there aren't too many controls on that app so the pictures in it were HUGE. Eeek!
Sheepish bear thinking 'what have I gotten myself in for?'
Darted and (finally) asleep.
Examined by the vet
Getting jewelery! (Ear tags)
Getting a tatoo - no, nothing fancy, just his number on the inside of his lip.
After the exam, some medical treatment, an antibiotic for broken claws (he tried to dig his way out of the trap), they are getting ready to administer the antidote and release him.
Bear is thinking 'these are some crazy drugs I'm on!'
This one is a video
Bear starting to recover - he's a little woozy and is having trouble getting both the back and front ends to work together. Rest assured, within about 15 minutes of this video, he was moving off under his own (if slow) power.
And Now for Something Completely Different...
My busy week ended with a neat experience