This morning Chris and I stood at the kitchen windows appreciating the early morning light as it touched the nearby mountain peaks.
Chris said looking down towards the yard below, “Oh, I guess you forgot to close the van doors, they are standing wide open!”
I said, “No, I didn’t, I didn’t go anywhere near the van, I haven’t been outside, maybe you forgot to close them last night.”
“No,” he replied, “I would not have left them open like that.”
Zing! – two pairs of eyes enlarged. Whoosh! – two sets of legs scrambled for the door and ran down the steps towards the van whose front doors stood wide open as if waiting for passengers to leave on a drive.
Chris cautiously went to the passenger side of the van and peered in. I followed close behind and then we both went to the driver’s side of the van where the other door was hanging open. We peered all through the van, everything looked as we had left it. No scratch marks on the outside, nothing ruffled or messy inside, nothing out of the ordinary – what mysterious forces had been at work?
Then we noticed a subtle tell-tale sign on the driver seat, an easily overlooked small intimation – a few bits of forest ground, pine needles and earth. Hmm…who or what could have opened the van doors?
Our best Sherlock guess was that a bear had walked by the van and with one pull of its huge paw, flung open one of the bear friendly handled doors. After sniffing inside and not smelling anything for breakfast he/she moved on…..but just to make doubly sure, just in case something tasty had been overlooked, or under-sniffed, he/she decided to try again. Not finding anything that could be construed as suitable food, the bear moved on, apparently not as excited about closing the doors as opening them.
Thankfully our van survived a shredding by a disappointed bear (if indeed it was a bear).
And then we remembered, just about the same time one year ago, Chris and I were sitting inside the van with doors open when we looked up and saw a bear ambling by us three feet away. Perhaps he/she was coming for its yearly visit? Maybe it was looking for us instead of food!
What could have been a disaster, turned out as a humorous anecdote.
But… from now on (hopefully) we will remember to lock the van doors!
As an old Biblical saying goes:
Trust in God, but remember to tie your Toyota!