Sunday, February 20, 2011









Winter Picnics and Small friend who lives in a Glove







Edward Bear

Before my face traumas, Doha Bear and me was on missions to find a very old bear. Not as old as me. But very old. Maybe 20 or 25. It's hard to tell because he was in hibernations and storage boxens do a funny thing to teddy bears. We eezer go green and smelly or stay the fluffs nice like when we were first presents. Edward bear sounds like an old teddy, just because of the regals, but really he's like Prince Harry. But he's nice. And I don't know any of the royal teddy bears but I'm sure they aren't so fluffy when they're old like Edward. Edward went to live with the small boy who chewed my foot and Meurice the Dog.

Wrangled Teddy Bear

Well, somebody put me in the wash. Top loader and no safety nets.

Doha Bear told me to hold on to the socks in the spin cycles, but it was too late.
My mouse mouce was ripped, my ear is opened and my arm is dislocated.




So I'm on the wait list for the Teddy Hospital of Pins and Needlies.

Doha Bear is now living with Mesaieed Bear wiz the Persie Rugs and the Spiruleena drinks.
Because I can't do the bed jumpings even if I wanted.