Mountain Crime Spree Part 2: The Polar Bears

Okay, as I told you earlier, the weather suddenly took a turn towards the nippy, and of course this got the polar bears back into their immediately needing quilts mode. And of course, quilts require batting, which the polar bears want to be made of nice, warm, snugglely wool. Anyway, the humans stopped for pizza for lunch. While they were in there, and the bunnies were raiding the salad bar for cucumber seed, the polar bears were checking out brochures. Would you believe there was a place up there, kind of like an indoor mini-zoo, that has sheep? It was only a short walk away from the pizza place too. I'm expecting to see something on the online news any minute about a horrible amount of shearing. Poor sheep. Here they live in a nice, snug place with humans to serve them and all they have to do is look cute and let the occasional child pet them. Then the polar bears dropped in. I wonder if the sheep can sue for the mental trauma of having their wool snitched?