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A couple of days ago the dogs and I noticed this poop on the trail below Circle Bluff. I would definitely say it was a bear poop other than the fact that it was a preposterously prodigious pile of poop for the size of bears we have in these hills.

I was sitting on the deck looking at the hills and thinking about this poop. I was trying to talk myself out of this actually being bear poop, so I asked Grok what it was:

"This is black bear scat (Ursus americanus).

The large, loose, irregular pile packed with undigested seeds is classic for a black bear that has been gorging on ripe berries. In late August in the Coast Range around Gales Creek, bears are in hyperphagia (the pre-hibernation feeding frenzy) and eat huge quantities of whatever berries are available—Himalayan blackberry, salal, huckleberries, and others. Their digestive system doesn’t…

I'm blaming Rick and Rambo for breaking my fence because they were the closest to the scene of the crime.

Everyone was helping demonstrate why we need to reinforce the loading paddock fence tonight.

We found this mystery bug after chores tonight. No clue what it is . . .

Grok, What is this? It was found around Gales Creek, Oregon. It was very small (that is a child's fingertip in the background). Make your answer entertaining for Sasquatch.

"Hey there, big guy.

Heard you were stomping around the Gales Creek woods again, maybe checking the huckleberry patches or just keeping the trails clear of nosy hikers. Well, one of your tiniest forest neighbors hitchhiked onto a child’s fingertip and got its portrait taken.

This little spiky black-and-yellow critter is a baby ladybug—basically the forest’s own microscopic security detail.

If you're not following along with Pirate's epic oddesey . . . there's no better time to jump in than with this stunning and brave performance.

Click the Pirate tab below to get caught up on the adventure!

Given it's apparently mating season here at Sasquatch Wallows, Albert Mohler's Part III of The Briefing from Wednesday, August 18th, seemed timely:

More Suppression of Truth in Unrighteousness in New York: NYC Reconsiders Bathhouses as ‘Safe Spaces’ for Sex – This is Immoral and Reprehensible.

https://albertmohler.com/2026/08/19/briefing-8-19-26/

While the dogs have been pains in my rear lately, they were on point this morning. After feeding pigs and taking Dixie back up to the house so she doesn't die, Luke and Leia helped wrangle some adventurous weaners and chased away a mountain lion . . . not really, probably just a deer.

Let dogs be dogs!

We went to check on Pirate after we left him for dead in a wallow with a broken leg the other day.

We finally found him at the bottom of the Poop Hill wallow.

Life finds a way . . . for now.

Autzen's single duckling was out and about at the same time as I was doing evening chores. This was the first time I've really seen the new duckling . . . looks like another 5 star recruit.