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.

The boy who chewed my foot.



Couch for friends.



Doha Bear, me, Meurice the Dog and Walnuts the Wombat



Me on a road trips in Persiatic states of desert wilderness.



Doha Bear and me playing with baby things

My Name

Birthdays are everywhere you look. Heaps at Christmas, which means double max presents. I'm Hiiru Miiru. A mouse borned as a Christmas present 27 years ago, but I still feel the same. I sleep most of the days, jump on the bed and on sofas when only us teddies are around, and travel too. Sometimes in a bag and sometimes I'm allowed out.

I'm living with Doha Bear, since Meurice the Dog went to a very cute baby called Samson. We visit Meurice and the other teddies around the werld.