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Black Bear

Dear Public,
     I am the acting chief of police, Black Bear.  I come here to express two things.  First I am an animal of love and peace, not violence.  Second, please abide by the laws of Animal-Ville, otherwise you got me to talk to!
     Now that that is over with, welcome to the Black Bear Page.  This is a rage all about me, the Bear!  My name is indeed Black Bear, and yes I am a Black Bear.  I started my life a young and scared cub in upstate New York.  My mother was shot and killed by a park ranger at North-South Lake Campground.  After her brutal murder, I was relocated to a captivity center about two hundred miles from home.  I was well cared for, but I was always upset with the injustice of my mothers death.  It was since then that I wanted to become a police officer.
     After living in the refuge camps for about a year, I was transported to Long Island to be in a zoo display.  I hated the zoo, and the way humans would point and laugh at me.  One night when my keeper came in to feed me I escaped.  The zoo spent months looking for me, but I was in deep hiding in the disappearing forests of Long Island.  After months of running I ran into the growing society of animals.  I was shocked to see such culture and development.  I decided to take refuge there for a while.
     While hiding within the city life, I met a delicious brown bunny, named Mr. Harriman.  He introduced himself as the mayor, and pointed out that he had never seen more before.  I was impressed, how could a single bunny remember the faces of thousands of animals like that?  He welcomed me to the city and said that I was free to stay.  I explained to him my situation and he happily accommodated me into a hotel that his second cousin owned.  He explained I could stay for free until I got up on my feet!  I was so flattered and shocked by the generosity of this little bunny.  I decided I was going to eat him then and there.
     After a few more months, that humans had stopped looking for me.  The city of animal-ville was great, and I didn't want to leave anyway so I started looking for a job, and a permanent place to call home.  I spoke with the mayor's second cousin and asked him what kind of jobs there were.  He mentioned a few up-and-coming businesses and my job hunt began.  I got hired as a cashier for the new "Pizza City".  It wasn't a great job, but it put food in my belly and roof over my head.  One night I was working and a group of black chipmunks came in.  Then they pulled a gun on me and robbed the place.  That is when I knew what I had to do. 
     After that night I called up the bunny and asked why there wasn't a police force.  He explained that the city was free of crime, and that there was never a need for one.  Then I explained what had happened.  That night the bunny hired me to become a police officer and together we gathered a panel of animals and drafted the first set of laws the city had ever seen.
    After the laws were placed into effect I was named the chief of police, and assigned the task of building a police force to protect the citizens.  I quickly began working, screening any candidate that wanted a job. My first hire was spunky bear cub.  But my work wasn't done. I had to find my brother, who I hadn't seen since my mother was killed.  He wasn't easy to find but after using the animal networks, I was able to locate him.  He was in a zoo, in Maryland.  It may not have been legal in the human world, but I helped him to escape.
     Since then I have developed a special forces squad to help rescue suffering animals from captivity.  In addition, I still run the police force, and serve as the mayors top authority.  I don't have many other hobbies.  My life is devoted to law enforcement and the rescue of animals.  If you have any information on animals in suffering or criminal activity, please notify the city of animal's police department.

Black Bear
“No man is above the law and no man is below it; nor do we ask any man's permission when we ask him to obey it” - Theodore Roosevelt.

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