I am from California as most of you know. During the fifth grade we went camping at Big Bear. We had several bags of food with us, including a huge bag of puppy chow (chocolate balls that are so delish!). A friend and I were in our tent getting out clothes together when everyone shouted "Bear". He was all but 5 feet away from us. We had to stay still for about 20 minutes while he rummaged through all our food and ate it in front of us (where's the love?!) and then decided to take a nap in our newly painted Suburban! After he crawled inside we were able to get out of the tent and scramble to safety.

He ate EVERYTHING but two bags of food. He squished out lanterns and just about everything else. In fact, after he ate all our food he decided to take a little nap (two hours) in the Suburban and then leave scratch marks all over the van. But he was cute! He was actually just a baby. But he almost gave me a heart attack!