In which Sky encounters a bear.

Tonight, my father and I watched The Runaways. About halfway through, I heard a noise outside.

"Oh," I said, "it's just a squirrel on the bird feeder."

"Oh, all right," said my father.

"Wait." I looked closer. "Bear."

"What?"

"Bear!"

"What do you mean?"

"Bear! Eating from the birdfeeder!"

It was humorous, even while we were scaring the bear away by banging a ladle on a pot lid.

P.S. The Runaways was pretty excellent. And so was the quiche I made for dinner.