Funny you mention this. A bunch of years ago I had company over and we were sitting on the back deck.
Old hound had a konipshun fit.
I figured the bear looking dog was on the other side of our six foot fence.
Dang big ole bear...........with a limp.
School out the other side and I call 911. Bear, and school is almost out for the weekend.
RCMP lad shows up and asks where the bear went. Two doors over, just behind the blue spruce.
Away he goes, hand gun grasped between his mitts. I could hear him talking to the bear.
There were less than a dozen feet between the two.
Told Ole Yogi he needed to vamoosh or his time was up. He followed the bear and forced the brute
behind a big cedar...........ker-pow.
One shot ............... one dead Yogi.
Funny, a wee bit later the CO's show up to haul it away.
Pretty proud of that RCMP member.
I told him, "nice job. Not scared"?
His reply,........... "I'm armed, he ain't".
Naw.........no plated bears 'round here..............