Last year I chased one away myself while Meg and Greta looked on in horrified silence from the porch. Though I was glad the bear was frightened away by my scream and charge, I sincerely hoped I would never be faced with such a situation again.
Tonight, Shachah was the hero.
Even though chasing away big bad predators is exactly what a Livestock Guardian Dog is supposed to do, I still think the big guy deserves honor and praise for his gallant work...
Around 9:30pm all three dogs started barking in a vicious manner. Clancy went out to investigate and came back in to announce that the dogs had treed a bear in the white pine by the house. I wanted to shoot it, but I ran out to see it first. The bear was apparently even more afraid of human voices than barking dogs because as soon as Clancy got Greta called off, the bear slipped down the tree and ran for the woods. The cool thing is that Shachah LET him. The big guy chased the bear without engaging it in a fight until it was well away. (The other two chicken-dogs joined in the chase once they were sure Shachah was in control of things.) Clancy and I walked out to check on the sheep. All was fine there. We could see Shachah's dim white form step out of the woods as we walked back to the house in the dark. He continued to investigate the "crime scene" and willingly accepted a cold hamburger as a token of our esteem.
I love how Shachah didn't fight the bear. He just made sure it left with a good reason to never come back. I am continually amazed at the wisdom and grace and courage of these LGD's.
Shachah, you are AWESOME! Thank you.