The Bears in my neighborhood, a very sad story

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When we lived in the mountains of Pennsylvania we had all kinds of wild life, including bears and mountain lions. I never saw the mountain lions but my friends and neighbors did. The bears would appear every so often. When we first moved there from the city I was afraid knowing the bears were around. The longer I lived there the more I loved seeing them. One day at the post office one big bear was walking across the street and everyone in cars stopped and took pictures, including myself. There was an older man that lived on the mountain and was friends with a bear that always went back to his house. He fed it since it was a cub. He had it for over 10 years and during hunting season a hunter from out of state went onto the mans property and killed the bear. I am not sure if the man got a fine or ticket as he was on private property and did not have any right to be there. The owner of the property was devasted as the bear was his friend and never hurt anyone. In the area I lived there was only a few weeks of hunting for bears every year. The same goes for the deer and any other wild animals. The only reason they had hunting season was to keep the wild animals limited. After catching any wild animal, the hunters had to have the dead animals weighed and if they were not in compliance with the law they were fined.