We have a trap on the premises, people. Installed by the Fabulous people at Michigan's DNR. Right next to infamous 'startled cub' honeybee hives.
I hope this bear cannot read.
This morning the trap had triggered so we peeked in it, couldn't see anything, called the ph number to notify the authorities. It was a raccoon. A raccoon who feasted on molasses and bacon and doughnuts. A very very smart raccoon.
Will keep you posted in the event that my honey thief returns.
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