You seem to have a real way with animals.
I get out a lot.
While on Mt. Rainier in WA, we were having a nice lunch on a beautiful sunny day at Spray Park beside a reflecting pond above the tree line.
A good sized black bear came up over the ridge across the 100 foot diameter pond and waded right towards us and our great smelling pepperoni. We scooped up our lunch and beat feet.
May have lost the stick of pepperoni in the excitement.
My wife hates it when I carry in the wild. But I insist and she relents in Griz country.
My first encounter with Griz was the most dangerous. Was hiking Glacier in late Spring 1980 when my friend and I came around a sharp corner and surprised mama Griz and cub at 50 feet. Luckily. we all decided to run in opposite directions.