One man claims he saw a bear the size of the one that was shot down in Bloke (which was enormous). Some men there were standing and the others were rounding up the cattle. The bears were frequently in the thickets in the fields of Poljane, so a female bear with her cub approached him. The man didn’t ready his gun, he only grabbed it and yelled to the bear to move back. “You better go back, will ya!” he screamed. Mama bear and her cub wanted to see what is going on. The cub then jumped up and sat on a bee hive. The pair then went to the men standing and waiting for the cattle.
Collected by Milena Ožbolt: ANDREJEVA stopinja: folklorne pripovedi iz Loške doline, Blok, Loškega Potoka in okolice Cerkniškega jezera ter Babnega Polja; Ljubljana: Kmečki glas, 2004, p. 267.
Mǝnde boš šla ja nazaj!
Medvejda sǝm pa tacga vidu!
Morde tacga, kǝ ga je unǝ ustrejlu na Bluokah.
Jest sǝm poganjeu u-Ceroulek, med Podgoro pa med Polanamǝ. Cela mrcina. Je dol lomastlu, se je kar pǝrpogibalu.
Mi smo šlǝ guont, unǝ so pa stalǝ. Je bla pošeuna črta do unǝh, sǝm mogu počakat, da se smo pa zrounalǝ. Na polanskǝh nivah so u-tisto goščavo hodilǝ, in je pǝršla prou do mene, pa mladičǝk. Namest, da bǝ puško napravu, sǝm jo taku pǝrjel pa: »Kam hodǝš, mǝnde boš šla ja nazaj. Kam hodǝš!«
No, pol je uona zavila, uon je pǝršu pa prou taku pogliedat, ta mali. Pol je pa skoču gor pa na pajn se useu, uona je šla pa naprej gor. Pol so pa un, k-je stau na štantǝ, ne, je pǝršla h-nemi s-tistǝm mladičkam.
