A neighbor called Faith the other day to let her know that a Bear had knocked down their bird feeder.
Faith, looking out the window replied, "Oh, THAT's why our feeder is on the ground!"
The three feeders were mounted atop a ten foot pole next to the deck. My theory is that the bear got on the deck, started gnawing at the feeders, and then rode the whole contraption to the ground as it gave way to his bulk. Something of a bear pole vault in reverse.
That was probably the morning Zeke kept hopping in and out of bed. Not to worry, the Bear left something for Zeke to ponder.