Skinny means hungry...
“Skinny means hungry...”
Yep. Many years ago, I went on a canoe fishing/camping trip in the Boundary Waters, here in MN. When we paddled out after 6 days with no contact with the outside world, I sprinted for the outfitters office to get an ice cold Coca Cola.
I asked the gal behind the counter what was going on and she replied that a bear had attacked several campers that very morning in an area not far from where we had camped.
They tracked it and eventually killed it. Turned out to be a sow that that was very under weight. She had gone through some thoughtless campers’ garbage and ingested one of those plastic six-pack rings and now couldn’t eat enough to survive with the blockage from the plastic.