Cold, windy and white. I stand dismayed with what I’m seeing -a polar bear with fur as white as the snow, standing in front of my truck. Serendipity does it’s job as I was just thinking of polar bears.

The bear stood there lifeless and still. The beast stood there as if it was an ordinary human being, the snow began to fall faster and the creature mimicked my every movement like a mirror.

Did this creature want to come home with me or is it just curious?

I can’t tell what he is thinking, I guess I’ll never know.