This happens at my house every other night.
This morning I looked out my window to the spectacle of a beautiful cinnamon black bear standing erect on his hind feet while nuzzling cherries off the tree we have growing through an opening in the cedar deck. After he saw me through the window he dropped to all-fours, lapped up a few fallen cherries and skedaddled. We’re only a few miles from prime grizzly habitat, but they don’t wander into our little settlement.
We’ve been without a dog since last November but are getting a pup to train up this fall.