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We received an email from a parent who says their child attends the early childhood center where Ms. Goodson was a teacher. The school community has created a GoFundMe to set up an education fund for Rhylee, Ms. Goodson’s daughter:
What about animal hairs, slobber and other DNA EVIDENCE. WHERE IS THE FORENSIC FILES TEAM?
“And where there was only one set of paw prints in the sand, that’s when the god bear was carrying you...”
He works in mysterious and sometimes petty ways...
Well, the Virginia Senate just approved letting people bring their guns to church (https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/virginia-politics/coming-to-jesus-armed-virginia-senate-oks-guns-in-churches/2019/01/24/8b893790-2022-11e9-9145-3f74070bbdb9_story.html) which I guess is just saying “God, you’re omnipotent and…
Thoughts and prayers *sent* the bear to the kid, so it was God THE WHOLE TIME.
and yet he looks so cute and friendly. Fluffy Forrest Doggo.
That was kind of fucked up of god to send him a miracle magical bear friend instead of just helping him not get lost in the woods for three days in the first place...
The real question is:
Hungry bear eats you. Not hungry bear “keeps you company” because it’s totally friendly and not thinking it might need a snack later.
I once ran across some thing claiming that young children tended to have a better chance at surviving short-term scenarios then most adults.
I love how the cover photo for this story is the same as the camping teen who woke up to the bear “crunching” on his head.
And I think it doesn’t matter whether this was the toddler’s mind protecting him in his despair via imaginary bear friend, or a real bear friend protecting the little boy. The end result is that a three-year-old child is alive and safe. I’m perfectly willing to settle for this.
I don’t believe it but would love to be proved wrong, and wouldn’t be surprised. Animals are bonkers. Our ex-backyard raccoon would viciously go after all the dogs in the neighborhood, but I’d allow her to chill on our windowsill and would blast the space heater on her during her winter visitation sessions. She NEVER w…
It’s pretty obvious what happened. There was no bear. It was Bigfoot.
Good one, Stig.
He's not a fan of that smart wall of letters.