Dear Fellow Baffled Ones,
I could say, Dear Fellow Bears. But I know not ALL of you are bears. And not everyone in my house is a bear either. All sorts of creatures arrive. Some wandered in because they had lost their old homes and some arrived in boxes and baskets as gifts of love. They looked about and felt safe and welcome, and they decided to stay forever. Ours feels like that sort of house – a Forever House.
In our first family portrait of our Not-Bears, we have the penguins, parrots, roosters, chickens, ducks (wearing boots), and ducks (snoozing). Everyone feels comfortable. Umm, is somebody on my head?
And here is our next family photo. You might all recognise Lionel our ferocious lion and .. Where is Lionel? I can’t see him. Probably asleep somewhere. Lionel spends a lot of time sleeping, which is a wise thing to do. Between sleeps he helped our Hilda Bear visit the House Frogs.
Our not-bear friends from Africa. Except for the ones who aren’t
Lionel and all my friends here are from Deepest Africa. Ummm, wait, Heffy the Heffalump is telling me something … Really Heffy? … Oh, it seems that she and Gerry and Geraldine Giraffe are from Rather Sunny Savannah Africa. Errr, a moment please … Ahhh, the Hippo Slippers now tell me they are from Quite Shallow Waters Africa themselves. Fancy that. Africa must be quite big.
Umm, the pink fellow and the blue fellow? They are the Old Goats. They and the mice on my lap and and Tammy Turtle are quite possibly not from Deepest Africa or Shallowest Africa or Sunniest Africa at all but they wanted to be in the photo too. Where is that Lionel?
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