10/04/2022
Continuing last night's story about The Mom With Four Cubs and her extra tiny cub, this very special mom certainly seemed to understand she had a "special needs" baby. Nearly every time I saw The Mom With Four Cubs lay down she would almost always cradle her tiniest cub in her front arms.
I will never forget this particular morning when I took tonight's photo. It was early spring and mama was on a very steep hillside with her four cubs. She was on the uphill side of a huge yellow poplar tree, where a rather small flat area had formed (as often is the case uphill of a large tree on a steep slope). I imagine her cubs, at least three of them, had spent the night in the limbs and branches of this tree high above her resting spot. You can see in the photo how she was cradling her tiny baby, which I thought was especially endearing. I suspect she had spent the night right there with her little cub curled-up within her protective arms. But what struck me most at this particular time was how she was just looking-out off this hillside into the distance with a distinct far-away look in her eyes. It was like she was in deep thought - in another world. I have no way of knowing, but at the time and subsequently, I have always believed she was thinking about the welfare of the tiny cub she was embracing. I have never seen a bear "so-absent" and deep in thought previously or thereafter. She seemed concerned, but somewhat at peace. The entire situation had a profound effect regarding my thoughts about bears and bear emotions from that time forward.
I will end the week tomorrow night with some parting thoughts about this very very special bear I came to know as the Mom With Four Cubs.