Giant Yard Sale

A batch of what I can only assume are lunatics are taking part in a 300+ mile long yard sale in a couple of weeks. The humans are planning to attend, and so, unfortunately, is Betsy Bear. I'm afraid that honey vendors tend to frequent these sorts of events and I think everyone here knows what happens when that bear gets near honey vendors. They even had vehicles in bear size last year that Betsy was able to borrow for faster swiping while the humans were checking out a batch of booths, looking for a light globe. You don't even want to know what she did to the poor batch of senior citizens who were daring to sell baked goods. Do you think I ought to send them an email of warning?