Can You Bear It?

I am hip-deep in appraisals, clothes washed and ironed, dust and bits from the bathroom-in-progress...and thanks to grabbed meals and unfinished tasks, a house that looks like a bomb went off in it. I need to clean up, for the next tour. And we still don't have it officially on the market! 
    To make life even more interesting, our Aunt Corrinn in Michigan is not doing well. The Mama is terribly worried.  I've been trying to finish up a report while getting/giving phone calls and texts. Our wonderful cousin Dave took The Mama to the hospital so she could be with her sister-in-law. (My brother or another cousin will bring her home.)

    These are times I wish I lived in Michigan, instead of Colorado.

Meanwhile, you'll enjoy this bear sign, taken from a vintage advertisement. Look closely at it -- notice the raggedy fabric patch? Why do you think that's there?  (smirk)

As the Brick and Daughter #2 pointed out, "Why would you be okay with your ammo 'usually' working?"

Back in a bit.