So, I just heard on a radio that a hunter had been killed by a bear just across the border of Sweden. I don’t know, but I suppose the man wasn’t after the bear or anything, and the whole thing is really sad thinking about the poor hunter’s family etc. His dog most probably triggered the event.
But,
I understand the bear.
I mean, who wouldn’t have gone berserk if some crazy dog had come into your bed, your warm, little, cosy bed, attacking you with snow-white fangs and loudass (really annoying) barking? I really get the bear’s predicament. He wanted to get rid of the dog, so he went for its master – its cause. The hunter then did something that probably sealed his doom, because a bear doesn’t just go around slaying humans. Not our bears, at least. What the hunter did was that he shot and wounded, but didn’t kill, the damn bear. A wounded bear is not a beast, but a demon unleashed. Thus it wrecked the hunter.
It’s really sad, as mentioned, but I do understand the bear. If it had been me, I would just have scared off the hunter. But I’d surely have killed that fucking dog.