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

Friday, September 11, 2009


Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons: yes, an Family Guy, too. Mummy likes that. She likes Stewie.
  • Tesco: yes. Twice, reelly, as I went wiv Daddy an he had to leev the trolley thare an come home for his wallet cos he had forgotten it. Wen we went bak it waz still thare, by the roste chikn. I was a bit dissapoyntid as I was hopin to go rownd agen.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:10!! /10
  • Overall Score: 7.74/10

We got bak from the New Forest on Monday nite an it's been bizzy rown heer since. Hence my appollogeez for the delay in bloggin abowt it!

We dident tayke an enormuss lot ov fotoes but we did tayke sum.... heer is Daddy wen we ferst got thare, settling into our room:I chekt owt the important stuff like tea, biskits, kettol... yep, all present an correkt...I fownd the local payper had a helpful artikol on recognizing deer by thare bottoms. Fassinaytin!
Thank yu for yor messidges! I did try to reed them wen we wer away as the hotel had WIFI so I thort I wud be abol to log on, but I cuddent. Maybe the goste got into the masheenery...... oh yes! The goste!!!!! WELL! I dident get a charnce to play that trik I pland on Dilly, cos THIS happend:

It's the goste!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heer's me runnin very brayvely:
Dilly waz a bit synakol an went for a look herself:
(See? Told yu!)Dilly joyned me behind the taybolcloth:The goste got closer!
(Hmm. At this poynt I thort I herd it giggling!)....so I sneekt up behind him an... wayte a mi....
this goste appeers to hav a hairey arse!!I disrobed it an....
SAM!!!!!!!!!!!!"DILLY! Come owt! It's SAM!"He thort it waz hilairiuss!!!

-He had stowed-away in Mummy's bag, spendin the jerney nibblin her mints. Onnistly! I don't kno whare he gets it from!!!!!


We ar off to Granny's howse this eevnin. Me an Daddy ar off to football tomorro wile Dilly an Mummy tayke Granny shoppin in Maidstone. Not shor wat they're gettin but I hope it incloods cayke.

Bye fer now!


Julie said...

Whood a thort it? I never knew you could tell a deer by its bottom! I knew about munkees but not deer. some munkees have red bottoms. Just thort you'd like to know.

Brrrr! I'm glad that goste was only Sam. He was a good goste.

Have a good time at the football and granny's.

david mcmahon said...

Goste whisperer!

Maggie May said...

Glad to see you again little bear.

Mack and Sally Ann said...

Bob, I'm sorry your were scard. You are a big brave bear. You took great care of you little sister. That was a mean trick. Perhaps, someone needs to sit in the naughty chair.
Sally Ann

Ms. Creek said...

lmao that dang sam, what a trickster!

i love the room! looks like you guys had plenty of tea!

what kind do you guys like, anyway? do you ever drink coffee?

chicamom85 said...

Bob you did have me going there for a minute on that ghost thing, I don't think you should joke about it, I hope the real ghosts don't come and scare you double for that. The room looks lovely. I have so much to learn about deer butts, I had no idea there were so many different kind. We get deer in our back yard and it would be nice to identify them by their butts as they are running.

licks and sniffs, Sasha

Alex L said...

I think I have an idea where he's getting it from Bob...

Joe Stains said...

That Sam is a hoot, trying to scare you like that. I am glad you guys had a great time!!

mrsnesbitt said...

LOL! Bottome eh?

Feronia said...

Sam got you and Dilly a good one, Bob! Glad it wasn't a real goste!! Keep having fun :)

i beati said...

The room is so so lovely - a perfect place for ghosts to hang out !!

Shrinky said...

I think you were very brave to peek out, it could have been a real ghost, couldn't it? Sounds like you had a fab break, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you at the footie..

diane said...

OOOH I have found another Bear with a blog. You look like you have fun at your house and they take you on holidays too. You are brave not being scared by the ghost. You are lucky to have friends to play with. My friends are all locked in the cupboard except Poochy, but all he does is sleep on the bed all day. I'm lucky though because I get to go to lots of Birthday Parties. Come over to my blog and see me. I would like to be your friend and give your funny nose a hug.Here is my blog:
Birthday Bear

Buttons the Bear said...

Boo! Bob,
Sorry you got scared by the ghostly Sam, heehee. Sam certainly enjoyed the joke! Probably more so because he beat you at your own game! He's pretty sneaky isn't he?

The room looks beautiful. Great find on the article on the deer bums!!

chewy said...

I was nervous reading about the ghost because I thought it was a real ghost!

I saw two deer today in a field. I didn't particularly look at their bums.

Stardust said...

Hunny, I didn't noe how yu did dat, but yur luk on dat pickcher spottin the goste, yu reelly luked scared. WAHAHAHAH!

If Sam must be a goste, he wuld be a beary farnny one.

Gud time watching bottoms! Show us sum butts!

Orso Bear, Esq said...

I knew it wasn't a real ghost. I am an expert ghost spotter and can spot a fake one straight away. You can tell the real ones by their bottoms.
By the way, Robert old fellow, a long, long, long, long time ago, you appeared here in a small blue hat with little bobbles on the side. I believe you said it was a favourite of yours. By a strange coincidence, I have an identical one, although I am far too big a bear to wear it. Mine was given to me by a penguin. Where did you get yours?

A.Bananna said...

Sam sure is sneaky! I did not think it was him at all!

as kids we had to learn how to tell a der from its bottom. LOL.

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


yes, a pengwin gayve me mine, too!!!

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


Wy, hullo!
I shall be off to see yu, but my nose is not funny!

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

Ms Creek,
we don't hav coffee mutch at all. Daddy never drinks it. Mummy sumtimes haz an espresso wen she is owt but ownly maybe twice a yeer if that!!! We hav instant coffee in a jar in the cubberd, an sumtimes Mummy goze throo a fayze ov drinkin it. Not for a yeer tho. An wen she duzz she sez it maykes her poo eevn mor than yewzyull witch is reelly sayin sumthing.