Seven Miles as the Bear Swims


(I wonder what people say instead of “as the crow files” where there are no crows. Is it “as the kiwi hops?”)

(I am actually looking up another way to say as the crow files.)

Anyway, there’s a new bear in town, and while they say this bear is in West County, I don’t want anyone to think I live in pricey West County where the cheapest home costs a million dollars. I’m on the other side of the river. Driving directions say I’m 17 miles away, but that’s for the bears who can’t swim. I’d say I’m 7 miles away from the bear who, and I’m quoting here, had the nerve to show up in “a gated community.”

(Oh. “Beeline” or, duh, straight line.)


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