WARNING: This blog is ritten in Bear English, wich is phonetic. An that is mor than yu can say abowt the werd "phonetic".

Saturday, January 26, 2008

A Bear Hero!

Yesterday's scores:

  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10 HA!/10
  • Day Score: 7.83269107/10

I wassent reelly upset! Hahahaaa! But Chuck was cheeky tho! Still, he is a dragon, issent he? Hahhaa...


Well, Peeps, I'm bloggin erly today in the hope that I can catch lots ov yu befor yu fynalize yor most important disizion ov the day: wat underpants to put on.

May I remind yu all that Gillingham ar playin today? An their charnses will be graytely improovd if yu selekt that nice, crisp BLOO pair on the left there. That's them. Grayte. Now giv them a littol frolick (wat Daddy duz iz, he leevs them on the bed wiv me wile he goze an haz a wash. I can then frolick them for him, bein as I am a helpful Bear) an get them on. If yor a man, yu'll need to do a littol wiggol next, then WA-HEYY! An weer all set for the day!

Next, to a Hero ov a Bear hoo I'm shor wud hav enjoyd a dam good frolick, if pants haddent been rashund at the time. I meen ov corse, Voytek, the Polish Bear.

He helpt the Polish Army in the secund werld war. They adoptid him at ferst, but then, wen the army went to Italy, the ownly way they cood tayke him along waz if they enlisted him! So they did! He carreed lots ov their hevy ekwipment, inkloodin the hevyest bullets. Wow!
Voytek, sayin "Look, Kletchekovsky, it may hav startid as a gayme, but yu punch me agen an I'll hav yer arm off!"

Voytek, helpin to carry stuff on bord ship. For this he waz rewardid graytely wiv choklit peanuts. Pants, alas, wer rashund durin the war.

Arfter the war he went to Scotland whare he hung owt wiv the solgers, enjoyin a wee ciggy an a bottol ov beer. Wen the solgers went bak to Poland he moovd into Edinburgh Zoo whare he becayme a legend, an livd till 1963.

He is in the news today becos sumwun is rytin a book abowt him, an they want a stachew mayde to onnor him. I oviussly giv the campayne my hartyest approoval.

I also think that the gift shop at Edinburgh Zoo shud start to sell pants wiv pikchers ov him on them. Wa-heyyy!

Heer's a link to the story: heer!

Bye fer now!


Stanley said...

Oh, Bobber! That is one very cool bear. No wonder someone is writing a book about him. Too bad we couldn't have met him ourselves.

And, you DID catch me early enough that I'll make sure my hooman girl wears blue pants today. She is all about supporting you and your local team.

Goober love,

B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Wa-heyyy!!!!!!!!!! Thanks, Stanley, and well dun!!!


Shrink Wrapped Scream said...

I've nicked Alan's blue boxers lil' bear, and am wearing them as I type!

Loved the war-time bear story - were you related to him? Maybe your grandad knew him?

Merisi said...

I knew I should have gotten up earlier! Now it's to late. *drats*

Thank you for leaving that kind note on my coffee post! I am glad you enjoyed the latte. Today is T-Day over there, honee on the side, if you wish. ;-)

Merisi said...

*too late"
Well, yes, too late.
My apologies.

Blue said...

Hi there!
Was really interested in that story about Voytek. I must have seen him, as the first time I went to Edinburgh zoo was as a little girl in 1962! Yes I'm old!


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


Ah, never mind! At leest yu had the rite intenshuns- I happen to kno that Mummy dident hav bloo pants on till 10 mits arfter the match finisht, an we lost!!! I shall hav to hav sum stern werds wiv her!


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


Oh wow! SHrinky's heer! Hullo Shrinks!

WOW! Me an mummy carnt reed yor blog. Can yu invite us in?!


Enyway, heheheeee, I rekkon I mite hav sum ov his geens, yu kno. But then agen, all us Bears do brayve, yu kno.

Wa-heyyy for Shrinky!!!!


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


OH WOW!!!!!!!!!!! YU MITE HAV MET HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH WOW!!!!!!!!!! That maykes yu extra speshol, I rekkon, like wen a pilgrim goze an vizits a holy relic, an then evrywun at home wants to hug them in cayse sum ov it rubbd off on them! WOW! YU met him! Cor! I wish I cud meet yu now! HEHEHEH!


Dilly said...

Dilly think Bear in foto be stufft.

Look like be stufft.


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Dilly He's NOT stufft!
How can he be enyway, wen heez walkin up the plank to the ship? Huh?

Dilly said...

Mweah, be pusht along on weels.


Asta said...

What a gweat stowy!!!
He suwe desewves a statue and a book about about him!!
I pawsonally think thewew should be mowe statooes of beaws, Mommi says when she lived in Switzewland as a little giwl, she lived in a place that has a beaw on theiw flag and staues of beaws all ovew..she loved that!!(the place is Bern) you sohould go visit
smoochie kisses

Pope Terry said...

Have you seen that documentary on all those spy pidgeons they used in ww2 Bob, its a little similar I guess.

Lynda (Granny K) said...

What a heroic bear, and Voytek is a great bear-name, sounds a bit 'star trekky'.
(About hats - I look for the label inside, and that always goes at the back. That knowledge has saved me from much embarrassment at weddings.)

Meanie the baby dragon said...

Hi Bob!
Dwagunz duzt taow duh twoof nawt cheekee! hehehehe
Wee bee faw uhway fwendz foh evoh an ahwayz!

mrsnesbitt said...

What an incredible story Bob! With the way Health & Safety go on nowadays I can't see a bear being allowed with the troupes...wonder how many of them sneak their own teddybears on board!

make sure you vivit my blog on Wednesday!

I have some very exciting news!

Ms. Creek said...

super dooper cool story of an awesome bear!

just like you!

A.Bananna said...

wow! that is a great story!! maybe you can be a hero in your new hat

Anonymous said...

Bob, I LOVE you! If I can get a divorce, will you marry me?

Sorry- I mean-
will yu marrie me?


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


I agree, an I wud like to go to Switzerland now jus to see that bear! Well, not JUS to see that bear. I'm kwite parshol to Swiss choklit, too. Hehehe..


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Pope Terry,


I herd Stephen Fry the other note, talkin abowt 4 pidgeons that the Germans sent over the trenches in WW1. They landid in the Canadian trench by mistayke. So they ate 3 ov them , an sent the 4th wun bak wiv a thank-yu note.


No, not funny. Not funny at all. I dident meen that. That waz narsty, eetin them. Hehehe...


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


I kno exaktly wat yu meen! Mummy tells me that abowt my jumpers, cos they all hav a laybol at the bak! But this hat dident hav a labol!

This is wy I never ware soks....


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Ahhh Chuck!

I like havin yu as a frend. Yor cool.

Dilly sez it's troo abowt dragons not lyin. I'm not shor. I think she exaggeraytes sumtimes. Is that lying?


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Mrs Nesbitt,

I'm eggsytid now!
I'm goin to put up post-it-notes evryware to remind Mummy to log me on on Wedzday jus in cayse she has wun ov thoze days wen she coms up wiv eggscewsis not to. Ooo! Wat is it? Wat is it?


An apparently Mummy's eldest bruther yewst to be in the RAF, an he ALWAYS pakt his Bear ("Apollo").


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

Ms Creek,

Ahhh.... thank cew.

Do yu hav a Bear?


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


Yessirrreeeee.... all I need now is a horse, a saddol, an a bit ov dry grarss to chew on. Hehehe..


B.T.Bear (esq.) said...


You're scaring me!

(How big is yor husband?????)

mrsnesbitt said...

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Bob! Only a few more hours and it will be TOMORROW!


edmundnesbitt said...

Nearly time Bob!