In Juneau, Alaska, there are many accounts of near misses. (Why don't we say 'near hits'?)

A couple of years ago on a warm sunny day a man was napping on the couch of his studio apartment, about three blocks from where I live. As I said, it was warm and sunny- a rare thing in itself - and his door was wide open.

He woke to find a bear lapping at his sweaty chest.

I kid you not.