There are bears at one of our local parks.
They have a fairly large enclosure that they can amble around, and often will roam along the fence at the top of the hill.

One day I took my daughter to the top of the hill for a close look at a bear, and there was a young couple (late teens to early 20s) already there. As we watched the bear turned to face toward us and his stubby little tail rose, and a mess hit the ground behind him.

I looked at my daughter and said, "Well, that answers that question."

My daughter cracked up, but the couple just looked puzzled.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 17 Dec 2007, 17:20, Reply)