A black-bear sow and her cub often sleep the night in a Douglas-fir tree about sixteen metres above a local parking lot. Folks who arrive at the lot in the morning refer to them as their parking-lot attendants. Indeed as a car arrives, the bears will often open a bleary eye as if trying to monitor the lot’s usage.
After briefly peeking at an arriving car, the sow and her cub have drifted off again.
