Thursday, August 14, 2008
I was taking a trip down memory lane the other day with my Mother. As we were talking this little story came up that I would like to share with you.
When I was five years old and my sister was four we all went on vacation to The Great Smoky Mountains. When I say all I mean My parents, my Grandmother, my sister and myself, our brand new baby sister who was only 4 weeks old and our dog Butch (a sheep dog).
My sister, father and Grandmother were out of the car exploring our surroundings. My Father was snapping pictures of us. We were all so busy and excited that no one was paying any attention to our Mother, baby sister and dog who were sitting in the car.
Then all at once we heard our dog barking wildly. We stopped what we were doing and stood frozen in our spots. You see a bear had walked over to our car and was standing, looking into the window at my Mother and baby sister. My Mother was scared beyond words and was trying to duck down in the seat with her baby, This bear did not try to hurt anyone and the Park Rangers were able to distract him away from our car.
Now I want you all to know as all of this was going on my Father was busy snapping pictures.!!!! We had those pictures for years and would take them out at holidays when the family would get together. My parents house burned 13 years ago and these pictures were lost.
My Mother still gets mad when she thinks about my Dad taking pictures when a bear was peering at her. LOL What can I say this was my Dad.
Have a Great weekend!!!!