Pozor Medved!

After seeing "Robin Hood" on Friday night, I obviously had to go out to traipse among some trees on Saturday. So I was walking along, trying to avoid getting covered in mud, when I noticed a strange footprint in the track before me. My first thought was to wonder why someone was walking around barefoot out there. When I saw a few more prints I realized that they had claws.
Lo, we have heard tell that there are bears round these parts, but, having not seen them, I had not believed. I've been more afraid of people than animals, because I hadn't seen anything more dangerous than a fox, and that from afar; but I know that there are people with guns, and am unable to communicate that I am but walking harmlessly and will get off your land, no need to shoot me. Now I have incontrovertible evidence that there are FREAKIN' BEARS HERE and I could be eaten at any moment.

For scale, please observe my funny-lookin' hand next to a front and rear print. For further scale, my hand is about eight inches from heel to middle fingertip. Also, it's not nearly as pasty as it looks in these pictures.