Goldie Bear and the 3
Humans
From "Everybear's
Compendium of Furry Tales"
Once upon a time, there was a small bear cub named
Goldie. Her parents named her that
because of her light, golden fur. They
were very proud of her and, well, they spoiled her a bit. She was a very pretty cub, and was the envy
of all the other cubs in the forest. She
was a sensible cub though, and tried not to be too haughty or proud with her
friends. But as an only cub, she did
have a lot of time alone when her parents were out foraging for food, like
honey, salmon, and other nice things bears like to eat.
One day, when her parents were out gathering food, Goldie
decided she wanted to go out too, instead of staying at home and help prepare
the cave for hibernation season which was really boring. So off she went, strolling through the forest
on a little-used path, just to see where it took her.
It was a warm late summer morning, and the sun shone
brightly through the forest canopy, giving a green and gold lustre to the
world, with gentle shadows providing some cool shade under the larger
trees. The path was narrow, winding its
way through the forest giants. After yet
another turn of the path, Goldie was surprised to walk into an open meadow,
covered with flowers and clover, with a large cabin right in the middle of
it.
"Hmmm," she thought, "I wonder what is in
that cabin. Maybe I could find something
nice to eat."
So being young, carefree, and not thinking of consequences, Goldie
ambled up to the cabin to see if she could look in, and maybe, even get
in.
She walked around the cabin, careful not to stand on the
flowers in the beds around the walls, and peered into the windows. It was a very tidy cabin with large furniture
and even one of those boxes that showed pictures she remembered her uncle Rufus
telling her about. Then she came to the
kitchen, and there she saw three dishes full of -- wow! Salmon steaks with bread and honey!
Her nose quivered in anticipation, but then she thought,
"Oh, this is a human house. They
don't like bears much. I wonder if they
are around anywhere." So she took
another careful, quiet talk around the cabin, and saw that there were no humans
around at all. They must have gone away
for walk or something. And then she
noticed that the kitchen door was left just a bit open. Aha!
Goldie wondered if she could get away with just a nibble or two of one
of those delicious looking meals.
Temptation was too much.
She nuzzled the door open with her nose and walked into the kitchen,
which smelled of freshly cooked salmon, with just a waft of honey on the fresh
bread. She went up to the first plate,
sniffed and took a tentative nibble.
Ouch! It was way too hot, burning
the tip of her tongue. "Well, this
requires further investigation," she said to herself.
She sampled the second plate. Way too cool, with the salmon flavour nearly
gone. "Bleah. Too cold for me," she said.
She tried the third plate.
Oooh, just right! And without
thinking, about it, she ate everything on the plate!
Well, that was filling, and after such a good meal and the
walk before, she felt a bit sleepy. She
walked through the house and saw there were three camp beds made up. They looked very comfortable. She tried the first one. Ugh, lumpy and not comfortable at all. She tried the second one, and nearly sank
into the floor because that bed was way too soft. So she tried the third bed and it was just
right for a cub of her size and weight, and so she curled up and was asleep in
two breaths.
A while later, three humans walked toward their cabin, with
baskets of fresh berries they had been picking for their breakfast, to go with
the freshly caught salmon and baked bread.
There was the big male human, who wore a checked shirt , tough denim
trousers and stout hiking boots. The
female human was a bit shorter, and I suppose, nice enough looking for a human
lady. She wore a light tan blouse with
blue denim shorts and sandals. And the
third human was a little girl, who wore a little girl dress and shoes.
They got to the kitchen door. "Oh oh," said the man, "we
left the kitchen door open again. I hope none of those pesky bears got
in."
"Oh look!" said the lady. "Something has been
here, look at the bites out of our breakfasts!"
"Yeah, and something has eaten all my breakfast
too!" wailed the little girl.
"This calls for serious action!" said the man, as
we went into the other room to grab his rifle.
"Ain't no critter gonna rob our food again!"
They all strode into the other room and the lady noticed
that the camp beds were all mussed. And
the little girl shouted "Oh, here's the thief! It's a bear cub!"
That girl's shriek woke up Goldie with a start. She
look around and saw three stern faced humans looking at her, with the
big man holding a rifle. She was in for
it. She gulped and slowly slid off the
little girl's bed, with the main slowly lifting the rifle. Things did not look good.
The lady put a hand on the man's arm. "Now, Bruce, don't be too hasty. It's just a bear cub, and if you hurt her,
her mother won't be very far away."
"Yep, you're right," he said. "Let's just shoo her out of here. And he raised his arms and let out a bellow
"Aaraarrrggh! Fresh bear for
breakfast!" he shouted.
Goldie was well and truly panicked at this point, and
scurried out the kitchen door as fast as she could, and didn't stop running
until she reached her home cave. Her
parents had returned with a freshly caught salmon and a whole honeycomb.
"Look what we have for you, Goldie dear," said the
mother bear.
"Um, no thanks, mom, I'm not really very hungry
now", said Goldie, as she slunk off into cave.
"I wonder what's got into her?" asked the mother
bear.
"No telling with little bear cubs" said the father
bear.
#The
End#
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