Rat-dog and Cleo both have their favorite bears, and are ferocious with them. A real bear (miniature) will be in serious trouble if it walks through their yard.
Camron has called me twice today and catches me everytime I go outside. He had two spy missions for us to take care of (we tracked down a distortion bobber hidden on the property by an evil fisherman, then later had to disassemble it and get rid of the components), and then he wanted me to help him make a big salad for his parents. He collected the last of the spinach and lettuce from the garden and was going for tomatoes but I think his grandfather ended that. I haven't seen him since.
His parting words were that I return my spy identification rubber band so he can make a sling-shot just in case we need to be armed later.
