Knowing that Jes wouldn’t rest until he’d evened the score with the renegade bear, I asked, “When are you going after the critter again?” Whether we were after the renegade bear or not, the chase was on in earnest! Jes came over and, as the bear seemed very docile, we sat on our horses, admiring the beast’s beautiful wavy coat. Trying to swallow my heart back where it belonged, I looked at the bear I’d been keeping treed, without knowing it, all soul alone. By the time my heart got down out of my ears Jes came into sight, leading his horse by the reins.