Today we were heading out to work, drove up our little street and turned onto US 221. We hadn’t gone very far when we saw what looked like a large dog running towards the road. Then we realized it wasn’t a dog, but a black bear. Which don’t run so much as lope, and not all that fast, as it turns out. I slammed on the brakes and barely stopped in time to avoid stocking our new freezer with bear meat. It seemed rather small to me, so I don’t think it was full grown. Probably it was picking through somebody’s trash.
Of course, now I’m all paranoid we’re going to come home one day and find it munching on our beehives. 
Or on your sheep! *wince* I’ve seen beehives here in Montana that have bear cages around it. Might be something to think about. Annoying, but worth it in the end, … I guess.
I’ve read that the only cage that keeps bears out of your hives (if they really want to get in) is an electrified cage.
Oh well! WEll, I didn’t know what i was talking about anyway, just what i saw.
Good luck, and here’s hoping there’s no Winnie The Pooh lumbering around your home in the future.