They've identified the attack bear. She had two cubs. Some how, some way, in the dark, the poor lady who was attacked while walking her dogs must have gotten near the cubs, or between them and mom. Sadly, two other bears were trapped and euthanized just for being in the neighborhood. In true local news style, it had been reported that the euthanized bears "matched the description" of the attacking bear. Really? The victim had a specific description of the bear that attacked her in the dark? So, a couple of bears died for no good reason because they didn't catch the responsible bear fast enough and the pressure was on to rid the neighborhood of the danger, and when they did find the right bear they realized that she was a mom protecting her cubs, and let the whole family go live in peace in a secure environment.
So, that story was followed by one unconfirmed and one much more trustworthy broad daylight bear sighting much closer to home. So now, when I walk the dogs after dark, I talk to them, in a bright, cheerful voice - not constantly like a babbling idiot, but I talk. Bears don't just leap up and attack people, they do it when surprised or cornered or under threat. My moron neighbors persist in putting out trash the night before garbage day, and that makes this busy suburban neighborhood full of houses close together in a fairly well lighted area like a buffet surprise, and that brings all the bears to the yard.
So, talking to my dogs while walking them is now a policy. I'm not living in fear of a bear attack. I talk to my dogs all the time, but now I do it unselfconsciously, because my crazy dog lady habit is now a sensible way to let the large, shaggy neighbors know where I am.