Tuesday, September 29, 2009

It's Panda-monia here today!!

New Bear Orientation has started. I decided to start with the pandas. Silly me, I thought their orientation and assimilation would go quickly. As you can see it has erupted into panda-monia!!

Thank goodness, my brother Scruffy is here to help me gain control over the situation. Scruffy came for another visit over the weekend. Brother T has some business trips over the next several weeks and Scruffy decided he wanted to stay with us. I love it when he comes to visit,

Monday, September 28, 2009

Bear Migration Update and upsetting things

Well I must get started with the enormous task at paw. New Bear Orientation usually isn't such a daunting task. I have never had so many new bears at once. Where to start, where to start.

Mom has told me I have to get started this week. I think she wants me to help her decide where all these newcomers will live. She says they need to find somewhere else to be besides her sewing room. They are blocking her from extending the leaf of her cutting table.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Great Bear Migration...

What has taken place here this past weekend has a portion of Emma Lazarus poem The New Colossus, going through my head. The poem is engraved on a tablet that is in the base of the Statue of Libearty. That portion reads:

"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Last week my brother Cocoa and that spy want-a-be, Tigg went on a road trip with Dad.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Because words and their meanings matter to bears...

Sometimes you buy something that needs assembly. You look for the instructions and start reading only to find the person who wrote or interpreted them did not understand English. Well my mom says if you're my dad, you don't read them, unless all else fails. Look what I found on a blog called 'Fail Blog' - A blog that specializes in posting photos of things that fail to communicate.

While the words on this sign at first glance made this bear question some of the word choices and sign placement. I must admit, I considered the irony. Then I visited the sponsor Free the Bears site and learned more.
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Blogger cropped photo - click photo to see full image.

The only failure we have here is as my grandpaw says; "What we have here is a failure to communicate."

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Our garden helpers...not!

This morning I heard mom getting mad at the squirrels. I think she used a word she usually doesn't use. It must not be appropriate for bears, because afterwords, I heard her say excuse my French. She doesn't speak French, and only knows a little Spanish and German. Anyways she had looked out at the salad table to see how the fall crop was coming. She recently replanted the spinach and mesclun lettuces and now the squirrels have been digging in there uprooting the little seedlings.

So I slipped outside with her. While she was busy fixing the mess the critters made I thought I'd check on my carrots and bachelor buttons. You remember, the ones I planted in mom's window box planter along side her petunias and marigolds. What's this?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Bear Tower Bearchelor Pad...part III

When I left you last Braxton, Skipper and I were about to get on with the matters at paw. This is part three of my visit to "Bear Tower" in the city.

Tah Dah!! Finally and at last the things at paw can be revealed! Excited aren't you?

We held the first capeing ceremony of the Chicago chapter of the Reddy Teddys. Reddy Teddy Barnes helped mom and Scruffy in design and fitting of our Official Uniform. He had unofficially received his superhero cape before the ceremony after a final fitting

Monday, September 7, 2009

Bear Tower Bearchelor Pad... part II

Braxton's dad came down to my Brother T and Scruffy's bearchelor pad after we had eaten our pizza dinner. He was there in time for dessert and visiting. Mom had made a batch of homemade Vanilla Ice Cream and brought it along with chocolate chip cookies for dessert. Brother T had bought these lovely big peaches from the farmers market.
(The only photo of the peaches was in a photo shot from the balcony, through the screen door.) He peeled and cut them up and served them over the ice cream. My mouth is watering just remembering how good it was. Apologies again on the photo, Brother T not only cut up the peaches, but requested that I cut up the photo as well, for his own bearsonal reasons. Hee hee, I left his legs in.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Bear Tower bearchelor pad...

Recently I had to take Scruffy back to Brother T's place at "Bear Tower" in Chicago. Braxton, Scruffy's upstairs neighbor, in an email to Scruffy started calling the building they live in "Bear Tower". The building has 34 floors, 300 units. Hmmm, I wonder if a bear census were taken, what the bear to people ratio for that building is? I digress.
It was a beautiful day to see the Chicago skyline on the drive down. Here are some of the sights on the drive into the city.

We saw the well known round Marina Towers. They have several floors