I'm in a pant-cape daze...

I answered Bob T . Bears' call for pant-cape photos, you may have seen them on his blog. We celebrated by jumping off the furniture at A.C. and U.P.'s. By the way Bob, jumping off doors is way braver than furniture.

I'm ready, I've got my pant-cape on...

It's here, a package for me...

Recently, my friend Jerry drew a portrait drew a portrait of me. A package arrived for me a couple of days ago from Jerry and Ben.

Cocoa, Barnes and Buster gathered around as I opened it. Barnes was so excited, he started throwing

The Great Bear Migration...

What has taken place here this past weekend has a portion of Emma Lazarus poem The New Colossus, going through my head. The poem is engraved on a tablet that is in the base of the Statue of Libearty. That portion reads:

"Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Last week my brother Cocoa and that spy want-a-be, Tigg went on a road trip with Dad.

What bears will do when left alone...

While I was gone with mom and dad to Chuckles house last Sunday Tigg started exploring. Now Tigg is still rather new to our hug. He's still in that I'll try anything stage of life. This is what we caught Tigg and Cocoa doing when we got home Cocoa was pretending to be a pirate with his light sabor as a sword. He said the light helped Tigg see as he climbed up to the crow's nest. Bet you are wondering what that thing is they're climbing on, right?

Well, over the 4th of July Brother T brought this home and left it in the hallway. He decided he didn't have a place for it his new home. Truth be told he's getting new furniture. It had been in the hallway for a week now waiting for dad to put it up in the attic. You may have notice it there in the photo of us watching fireworks on TV. Tigg had been secretly eying