Bears live from the mountains to the sea in North Carolina. They are occasionally reported around Hillsborough. Not annually, but, sometimes.

Here’s one site that identifies wildlife according to their scat. And here’s another one.

When Hurricane Michael blew through NC in October of 2018, it took out a persimmon tree in our front yard. When we went out to admire the damage a couple of days after the deluge (when the yard wasn’t as waterlogged), we spotted bear poop. The wood worker who came to take the trunk of the tree agreed that was what it was.

This morning, there was a poop in our back yard.

(I uploaded this picture after emails had been sent so that people didn’t get a shit picture in their inbox. But, could look later if they wanted to.)

Looks like bear to me.

In our fenced back yard.

It would have either had to walk across the patio or climbed the fence to be there.

And it looked fairly fresh at 10:30 am.

That might explain why the cat didn’t go out right after breakfast.

We have seen deer. We have seen rabbits. We have seen foxes trotting across our yard. Neither of us has ever actually spotted a bear.

I’m not sure what my reaction would be if I did.