Oooo mor cayke!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes: walkt thare wiv Mummy cos she waz feellin fat (serves her rite for eetin so mutch ov Daddy's berfday cayke then) an I had a good ride in the trolley. Spottid a yung boy hoo had brort his cuddly cat along for a ride too. Me an the cat exchaynged knowin looks befor the boy herld him owt ov the trolley. Sigh. The abewse wiv wich wun haz to put up.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! HAHAHA! Bak on form, my frends! /10
• Overall Score: 7.839/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wa-heyy!!!!!! Lookie-at! I got my formattin bak!

Well it is warmin up agen heer an is in the 70's F wich is kwite warm if yu hav to go arownd in ferr, eevn if, like me, yu hav desydid to go oh-naturell laytely (hehe!).

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Arnty Jo cayme up to vizit today cos it waz her berfday. This ment sumthing very important: MOR CAYKE!!!

Arnty Jo an her choklit berfday cayke.
She issent 10, we just cuddent fit the uther 31 candols on.

She an Mummy went shoppin. Mummy sed she waz lookin forward to it cos she sez that me an Daddy don't like to browse mutch an she an Jo wantid to go to a crarft shop an just wander abowt going "Oooo" like laydeez do in shops.

I don't kno wat she meens reelly, I hav never knowingly rusht owt ov an underpant department. I wud very willingly browse thare. In fakt, I distinktly remember a sekurity gard comin to find me in Debenams wunce cos they wantid to close.

- Havin a nice kip in a bra, I was. Me an Grayum had slung wun between 2 hangers an mayde a comfy hammock. Wun Bear eech side. Nice, it waz. We had just werkt owt how to twist the hooky bits owt the way so that they dident keep catching on Grayum's ear, wen along comes this fat bloke in a hat an sez it's closing time. Spoil sport....

Pppttff!

Enyway. Mummy an Jo wer gon abowt 3 hours. Wen they got bak Daddy arskt wat shops they'd been to, an they had ownly been to wun!
Then thare waz drinking of tea an dunking ov minty choklit biskits calld Viscounts, befor Jo left.

Ha! I knew if I hid the larst 2 slices ov cayke under a bowl they wud all forget abowt them! An so they wer mine, all mine!Well, wayste not want not!

Bye fer now!

Sellybraytin Daddy's berfday

HULLO-NOT-A-BEARS!

Blogger still won't let me post wiv my yewzyual formattin, hence the absence ov my daily scores an stuff. Hurrumpff!

But at leest I can do fotoes today! So heer ar sum from sellybraytin Daddy's berfday, wich waz Saterday, but we startid by taykin him owt to a Jazz Consert on Fryday nite. I went along too an did sum grand jiving an boogeying on down, an had a sip ov the old man's beer. Wa-heyy!!

Heer ar the cards we gayve him.

This wun is from Mummy. She mayde it. It's a bit soppy:
This is from me. I mayde it by my own paw. It's a pant frolick!
This is from awl the uther Bears! They mayde it. It's a piknik! (that's me in the bottom rite corner.)
This is from granny:
This is from Arnty Fiona an her famlie. They mayde it. It's from Dorothy too cos she had got thare by then. If yu look closely yu can see whare they startid owt by drorin a pikcher ov me, then chaynged theyer minds an did a Gillingham badge insted. Maybe they dident think they cud fully capcher my hansumness:
This is from Dilly. She mayde it. She chewd owt the party hats herself:

Heer ar the choklits that I've been helpin Daddy eet. They ar mayde heer in Colchester. The box iz full but this Bear shapet wun is best. (Altho the marzipan nutty wuns come a close secund).This waz my present for Daddy. It's a pad ov payper mayde from resykeld poo. HAHAHAHA!Heer is Dilly's present.It's a cupol ov berd comicks that she fownd on Etsy.Heer is wat the Windowsill Bears gayve him. It's a gide book to woods in the East ov England so he is never cort short.Heer is wat Sam an Grayum gayve gayve him. It's a gide to leeves, so he will be abol to lern wich do the best wipes.Heer is wat Nessie gayve him. It's a gide book to wild flowers but he hewmerd Nessie an sed he waz shor it wud come in yewsfoll.Mummy bort him sum books but they wer pritty boring so I dident bother wiv a foto.

Then we went to Granny's howse an ate coffee an walnut cayke! It waz scrum. That went TOO FARST for a foto!

Then on Sunday we went for a drive in the country. It waz hot so I sat in the bak wiv Granny. This left Dilly to navigayte so we endid up at this pub:Apparently this yewst to be a farm howse an had ownly been a pub since 1711 so not long then. This fella at the bar had been waytin to be served since 1842. He had been a boy wen he ferst got heer.Theez flowers hanging all over the seelling ar from the hops they mayke the beer from. The beer waz kwite taysty.....Wayte! I can still see sum in thare, rite at the bottom...Earrrghhh.....
Ufff....I had a tad too mutch, Mummy!We had a nice lunch. Granny had roast chicken, Mummy had sum sort ov veggie tart thing, an Daddy an me had scampi an chips.It took a wile to arrive but we had sum grayte chattin! Then we had dessert. Scrum! Rarzbry cheezcayke:...an choklit cayke wiv creem...We got home larst nite an wer reelly poopt. I don't meen we pooed our pants, I meen we wer ded tyerd.

Today, Daddy went bak to werk, but this is his larst week cos skool brakes up for summer on Fryday. Wa-hey!!!

I hope Dorothy is enjoying Cornwall. She wud hav liket that cheezcayke.

Bye fer now!

Pootling on....

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well we rang Arnty Fiona on Tchewsday nite to chek Dorothy had got thare ok an she had! An then Dorothy cayme to the fone an sed hello an sed that she waz eetin cayke allreddy! So she waz ok! They just had time for snaks an then they all got in the car to drive to Cornwall.

It will hav tayken them 12 hours to get thare so they drove throo the nite. They will be thare for 2 weeks an will be on a boat for wun ov them. Dorothy is hoping they can go fishing. I hope they hav a life vest her size!

Now I kno she is ok I feel a bit better but I do miss her. She waz allrite, she waz.

Enyway. A Bear's life goze on... like, yesterday we went to Ipswich. I skweezd wun owt the windo as we drove parst the football grownds thare. Wa-heyy! Put that on yor penalty spot! We had a good browse rownd sum shops an me, Mummy an Dilly did sum important shoppin becos it's Daddy's berfday on Saterday.

His main present is tomorro nite wen we ar taykin him owt sumware but he duzzent kno whare an weer not tellin him till weer in the car. Hehehe!!! He did try to tickol-tortcher the informayshun owt ov me, but bein a trayned spy I waz abol to withstand his inikwituss efforts. An I told him if he dident stop I'd wee on him. Hehehe!!!

Thank yu for all yor messidges, by the way. I'm goin to try to visit yu all soon.

Bye for now!

Sheez gon!

Hullo not-a-Bears!

Dorothy left for Scotland yesterday....
...an it hassent stopt raynin since she went.Sff.
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I'm a brayve Bear.

I AM.

Dorothy at skool

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!

Az promist, heer ar sum fotoes from wen Daddy took Dorothy to skool wiv him.

Daddy is a supply teecher, wich meens he covers for uther teechers wen they ar away. This meens he goze to lots ov diffrent skools an can be in a diffrent playse eech day ov the week. But for the larst cuppol ov munths he has been at the sayme playce wunce a week an that playce is calld Earls Colne Skool. An so cos he goze thare most ov all, he desydid to tayke Dorothy to this wun.

Dorothy waz a bit overwelmd as it haz 420 children in it, an she sez her whole town ownly haz 400 peepol in it! But she soon settold down an had a good day.

I carnt show fotoes ov the kiddies so heer is Dorothy in an Art Class wiv a hedless boy calld Callum:
Heer she is wiv the Class Mascot, Roo:
The children helpt her mayke postcards to send bak to kansas.
Sum ov thayer drawrins ov Dorothy wer reelly good!
Well we hav to help her get pakt today, an send her off to Scotland tomorro.....
But do yu remember wen she ferst arrived, we plarntid sum flowers for her? Well look! The flowers hav come owt this weekend!We reelly hopet they wud come owt befor she left an they did!
(Dilly keeps poyntin owt that the plarnt I pooed on hassent flowerd yet an the wun I dident poo on haz. But it just meens that that wun is strong an taykin it slow. It'll soon be best ov all, yool see.)

I don't kno wether to spend all day wiv Dorothy or not. If I spend all day wiv her then maybe I will be sadder wen she goze cos I will miss her but if I don't spend all day wiv her I mite regret it wen sheez gon. Wat's a Bear to do? I rekkon we shud all jus go an hav a good pant frolik. Yeah! If in dowt, hav a frolik.
Bye for now!

A Messidge from Dorothy-

As it is the 4th ov July, it's a special day for Dorothy. She just wantid to pop in wiv a pikcher ov her flag and say "Wa-heyy!" to all our reeders in Merryka, an speshly her famly, bak in Kansas. As yu can see, I helpt her sellybrayte wiv sum choklit Hobnobs. (Thare wer mor than this to start wiv. We did meen to tayke a foto befor we ate them all, an we only just mayde it in time. 8 Bears in wun howse an ownly wun biskit barrel, yu see.)

Sheez bin havin a nice relaxed day, an gettin her journal up to date, reddy for wen she leevs us on Munday. I'm goin to miss her. Sheez all rite, she is. For a gerl.

Bye fer now!

Boogie!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!!!!!

At larst! I am now abol to bring yu the video ov me an Dorothy darnsin.

We went to the park at the carsol heer to feed the skwirrols. We had no idea thare wud be a brass band playin! (Yu carnt see the bandstand very well in the vid, but it's the rownd blak thing neer the wite van!) Well, a Bear can never resist a good beet, so we had to hav a boogie!





Then I showd Dorothy our carsol. Yewzly I tayke pikchers ov it from the uther side, so yu can see the way in. But Dorothy preferd this view ov it, rownd the bak. Thare wer mor trees thare, an she sed it wud be better for findin skwirrols.Then we went off to sertch for skwirrols...

It haz bin HOTHOT HOT heer- 90 degrees F in London, an neerly that heer, too, as weer ownly 55 miles from London. So the skwirrols stayd in the trees till layte arfternoon, wen it waz cooler.

Look! Thare's wun! Thare!
See it?Closer....
Heer's Mummy helpin Dorothy feed wun:
Nnyomyomyom...

Heer's part ov the original town wall. The Romans bilt it:
Heer's me an Dorothy scaylin the town wall an pertendin to be members ov the Iceni tribe, attakin the town an drivin owt the Romans an burnin all theyer stuff (they did, yu kno):
We hav finerly arraynged Dorothy's next trip. Sheez goin to go an stay wiv my Arnty Fiona in Scotland, not far from Edinburgh. Wile sheez thare, they ar all goin on holiday to Cornwall. It will be a very long drive so Dorothy will get to see lots ov playces on the way!

But befor then, I hav to sho yu her pic's from wen Daddy took her into werk wiv him. Ha! Next time!

Bye for now!

AT LARST!!!

HOLEY MOLEY!

I've bin tryin to blog for days an Blogger wuddent let me!! I think they may be on to my Sooper-Spy Staytus, an my FIFA membership (Federayshun of Internashnol Furry Agents). But HA! An HA! agen! Cos I hav foyled them! I fownd that by remoovin my formattin I cud post agen! Huzaarr!! Rite. Off to post proply now. I have tons ov stuff to show yu. Inkloodin a film ov me an Dorothy darnsin in the park. Yeehar!!

Bob

Sam

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no, resting
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 5.5 still lettin her win /10
• Day Score: 7.8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

For dinner larst nite we wer entertayned by wat mummy reffers to as "that thing I do wiv mushrooms". Yu'd think if we haff to eet it, she cud at leest nayme it.

It had chorizo in it tho, so Sam waz happy. He likes spicy things. Ever since he tryd on that hat that Unkol Roy brort home from Mexico. -In fakt, he likes to think ov himself as a Sowth Ammerrykan Bear now. Not shor if it's the spices or the hats. I keep tellin him, "Yor NOT from Sowth Ammerryka, Sam. If yu wer, yu'd be a Specktacled Bear!" I told him agen just now. Then he ran up to me like this:
an then Dorothy ran parst like this:an the pair ov them ran off giggling and showting "Olé!"

For goodness sake!!!!!

Farther's Day

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: no; resting
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, for batterys for the camra so that we cud mayke a film ov me an Dorothy
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 6- but I waz lettin her win /10
• Overall Score: 8ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

WOW! Weev bin bizzy showin Dorothy arownd, an teechin her stuff like how to play "Bear! Not-a-Bear!" so that she can teech it to evrywun wen she goze on her travols rownd the werld.

Yestaday waz Farther's Day heer in the UK so wen we went to Tesco I ran off separitly to buy him sumthing. Dorothy cayme too. She has reelly tayken to riding on the trolley:Heer's me an Dilly waytin for daddy yestaday morning. It waz grayte cos he had forgotten abowt it so our cards an stuff wer a big serprize!
This is wun ov my grayte presents. It's a pen that yu can rub owt. It's for wen Daddy maykes staykes wen he duz Suduko puzzols. (He yewzerly duzz an he showts "D'oh!" an maykes evrywun jump, speshly Granny, hoo never noze wat he did or wat he showtid. She just noze sumthing mayde a lowd noyze.)
Heer is my uther grayte present. It's choklit lollypops wiv pikchers from the Kung Fo Panda film on them:Thare wer ment to be 4 choklit lollypops in the pak but LBBBJ arskt if he cud borro wun cos he had forgotten to get Daddy Windowsill Bear enything:Hmmm. He DID say "borro" but I don't think weel be seeing that wun agen.

Heer is my card, wich is the best card ever!
It haz 2 Bears on it, both wiv bloo pants on theyer heds!!!!
WA-HEY!Heer is the inside:
The poem in the card sez:

Yor my daddy,
wat can I say...
yor grayte
an I'm just like yu.

But it dident rime so I addid a "WA-HEYY!" to fix it.

In the arftanoon we went to feed skwirrols in the park an show Dorothy the carsol so she cayme wiv us. I hav sum fotoes but I will post them nex time cos Mummy sez I haff to get off this thing now and let Dilly post on her blog. Pah!

Bye fer now!