We discovered that the bears are waiting in the forest for garbage day. A city bylaw prohibits us from putting out our garbage on the night before, so we have to get up in the morning before the trucks arrive to take the garbage away. The idea is if we wait until the last moment to put out the garbage, bears should be less likely to root through our bins.
Now we know that the bears simply wait for us to deposit our garbage. After we leave it, they make a run for our refuse just before the truck to get to our neighborhood.
Our neighbour shooed away a massive male bear who was nosing into our bin, which had been unlocked just ten minutes previously. This is of concern, as the males are usually too shy to go prowling for garbage. Worse still, the only thing the bear seemed interested in was a pack of used and empty MacDonald's wrappers, meaning that the beast has a taste for that particular popular brand of grease and salt. The big guy grabbed the bag in his teeth and took it with him back into the forest, thinking he would have a quick bag lunch.
My wife and I practically never visit MacDonald's. The only reason we went was as a favour to a friend who was jonesing for a burger and fries. Hopefully, this friend will read JSVB and re-think future visits to Ronald MacDonaldland. Our mistake was to bring home for disposal the smelly wrappers, which the bears seem to prize above all other food.
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