Here's another story my dad swears happened. He and a buddy were doing some early season bowhunting here in Mississippi. It was later in the morning and my dad had climbed down and was waiting for his buddy to show up and the designated meeting spot. Not long he heard his buddy running through the woods screaming "bear, there's a bear chasing me!!!"" As his buddy nears, sure enough a he can make out a black bear trailing not too far behind. As his buddy catches up to him they continue running, they occasionally look back and can still see the bear chasing them. As you can imagine they are scared out of their mind, we have very few bears in MS, so none of them had ever had any experience with them. Finally they looked back and saw nothing, so they figured they had out run the beast. They slowed to a walk and continued down and old dirt road headed back to their truck. As they were walking, my dads friend feels something suddenly come up behind him and lick his hand!! As he jumps and screams and turns to see that the bad mean old bear was just a huge stray dog, mix between a chow and lab!!

I laugh every time I think of that story.