Had lots of wildlife come up to the house in Tahoe, but we were on National Forest Service land, so it was expected. Bears, deer, packs of feral dogs, gazillions of coyotes. On a warm clear night the coyotes sound like hundreds of babies crying in the woods. I was working for the Humane Society at the time, got a call from a concerned mom who had been feeding raccoons on her back deck. Seems one day her and the kids were watching the cute little coons eat up the cat food, when they got into a losing, apparently bloody, battle with some coyotes. Mom wanted us to come out and start killing them off. Had to explain this is the natural result of bringing wildlife onto your back porch, and besides, wildlife was a Fish and Game issue, not Animal Control. Walked out the door one morning to see the back end of a bear sticking out the passenger window of my car. Teach me to leave my empty BurgerKing bag in the car. Kids were in diapers at the time and apparently bears consider baby poop quite a treat, like a dog in the cat litter, they came around frequently. One time they must have gone on a picnic or something, because they didn't come around for a couple weeks. After the first few "no bear" days, kids were in tears and crying "where's the bears? where's the bears?". Got a lotta possum, coons, and coyotes here in Portland, yes sometimes even downtown, and beavers and nutria if you live near a creek or river, but the only Bigfoot I ever saw was a statue of one in front of the Bigfoot Motel in Willow Creek on 299, just west of Weaverville CA. Those roads are worth a ride if you're ever out that way.
