Emergency Protocol

"Don't panic! Just pretend you're dead
and he won't even know you're there!"
"Seriously? And just who in the world
gave you that advice... the bear?"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Buil Avatar
May 31, 2013 at 12:05 PM
Hahaha! I leave for a couple of days and you have like 20 poems on here!! Gotta catch up! This one was cute! I'm climbing the tree, buddy. Lol!
Hicks Avatar
May 31, 2013 at 11:29 PM
Are you calling me obsessive? LOL! It's a bit of a love/hate situation, this writing business. Trust me, if I were to post everything I've written people would be overwhelmed and wouldn't know where to start... tree sounds like a safer bet than pretending you're dead... good call! :)
Omara Avatar
May 28, 2013 at 12:24 AM
Didn't Yogi Bear do anything for honey? Or was that Winnie The Pooh. Your way is much funnier and it definitely works with Koalas.-Red
Hicks Avatar
May 28, 2013 at 11:32 PM
Haha... I enjoyed your creative comment! I never thought of koalas in this fashion before!
Sirak Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 8:36 AM
Too funny! Actually just standing and gaping works well too. I tried that once.
Hicks Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 9:17 AM
There seems to be more than one "genius" survival techniques to be used to outwit the bear... sound advice... ha ha ha.
Lamoureux Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 8:22 AM
I think I will do the running thing, or at least try punching him in the nose.
Hicks Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 9:16 AM
Well you're a brave one! Good luck still holding onto that fist of yours... lol.
Manassian Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 12:27 AM
Oh...read a story about bear mauling in Reader's Digest (Fav magazine) that haunts me yet. Good write, my dear. Would be good to know where that piece of advice came from. ;) I DO know one thing....If anyone messes with my 18 year old gorgeous cub...he better pretend he's dead cause I'll rip him apart limb by limb! ;) Yea...she does call me Mama Bear for a reason...and you thought it's because I'm cuddly! ;)
Hicks Avatar
May 25, 2013 at 9:12 AM
Feisty, aren't ya? Lol! I'll make sure to stay a safe hundred feet distance away from you when that happens! (this poem should have been about you... ha ha).
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