Look, Dad, a bear is coming toward our car.
Wait, why are you closing the windows, Dad? I was going to give the bear some of my Fig Newtons. I bet he’s hungry.
Why aren’t you supposed to feed the bears, Dad? I’m getting out of the car so I can feed him some Fig Newtons.
Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: David Cardinez at pixabay.com.