Not as bad as lions and tigers, but we do have a bear that tore down our bird feeder and mangled our large garbage bin last night.
Such is one of the many differences between living on the third floor of a steel and cement building two blocks off the busiest street in a small city and digging in in the middle of the woods.
We wage a constant war against the insect kingdoms. The bear we leave alone and hope he/she finds better pickings somewhere else. Apparently DEC sees no reason to hunt him/her down; he/she hasn’t hurt anyone, yet.
And so we coexist.