… And we found 3 baby bear cubs!
For a few weeks now we’ve been anticipating Daddy’s big birthday surprise for our Lilly-Bear and inadvertently for Odin and myself as well. He wouldn’t tell us anything about where we were going or what we were doing aside from the fact that we had to go to Chicago for it. I figured it had to be something really cool for him to take us downtown on his day off from commuting to the city and we weren’t disappointed.
We got to play with three 8 week old black bear cubs. A friend and coworker of ours owns a gallery in Chicago and had a lady come in for a special showing of the cubs for a small group of us. For an hour we were able to hold, pet, watch and photograph the little balls of fur as they pawed at the air, tried to suck our hands, cried out for more food and crawled around on the blanket.
Of course as is the case with youngsters of any species it can be a little difficult to get a good picture since they never hold still for very long. I spent the hour snapping away when I wasn’t holding the bears trying to capture the moment. Here’s what I ended up with:
Lilly thought that the baby bear was missing her mommy and made sure to let us all know.
By the end of the hour the the three bear cubs and my little cub were tuckered out.