Once upon a time my dad was fishing with friends on Kodiak Island. While he & others were getting breakfast ready one guy went to the out house. In short order they heard quite the commotion out there. Looking out a window they saw a full grown Kodiak bear standing on it's hind legs leaning against the out house, rocking it back & forth with the guy inside. Seconds later the door cracked open, an arm & hand appeared with .357 mag & proceeded to unload several rounds in the air. The bear decided to look for someone else to terrorize & quickly left the area.
No word on whether or not the out house filled to overflowing rendering it unusable.