Pink Bear here, we’re going up the tower stairs and so far we’ve dodged flying bats and crows, hopped over broken stone steps and fallen through several trap doors in the walls, that just threw us back to the bottom of the stairway again. Brownie sent me an e-mail after the seventh trap door throw down, since he is still practicing how to put down words in writing, he sent me a picture of something with the words ‘HA-HAHAHA-HEHEHA-HA-HE-HE-HE_HE!’ Attached, make a wild guess what the pictures are…the following included:

The first picture is pretty obvious, if not, it’s a picture of Ganta running for his dear life from Mimmy, who was still a beetle, he stepped on her and was down the sidewalk in second with mad buzzing flying behind him (according to Brownie’s snooping around without mom nor dad knowing and using my camera to his advantage), Brownie said at some point Angie caught up with them saying something about a cure, I hope it’s for Mimmy (and I hope it works). The second seems to prove that Brownie is not very fond of Sparkle and Speckle fuzz, he actually found a way to set the timer on my camera, hide it some place and waited for them half a day so he could throw a bucket of water out the window at them. He felt the shot would make my day (it sure did.^^*evil laugh*…). Lily is looking at me funny, I best stop typing and get back to trying to figure out how to get up this maze of a tower. Oh and here is a post card from Purin that Brownie sent along, it was delivered sometime ago though, it also made me smile.^^.

Pink Bear is over and out!

I got a set of e-mails on my Mini computer just an hour ago, a couple of them appealed to me more however. I got one from Brownie (strange feeling when his nice to me), but it wasn’t his letter, it was a scan of a handwritten letter. It was from the froggies, a response to my offer for a home until Donut Pond returns:

Dear Pink Bear,

I really appreciate all your help and support, but we have to decline on your offer about the pond at the back of your father’s shop. We are going on a journey as well. It’s time to see the world at a whole new light.

After what has happened, we came to realize that life is short. There are still a lot of things to do and see, more people to meet, more lessons to learn…I hope this journey will make us stronger and better creatures.

Take care of yourself, my friend. We’ll see each other again…I’m sure of it. Our paths will definitely cross once more.

Your slimy friend,

Keroppi

I understand, the world is more than the four walls of a home, and I hope they have plenty of lovely experiences on their journey. I hope Angie will be able to do something about the beetle problem  Mimmy is going through before the froggies go, so that they can be happy over one thing before they leave. I also got a personal e-mail from Brownie himself (don’t worry I thought him how to use the ’spell check’ on his e-mails and a dictionary to avoid pass mistakes, since the four year old knows his ABC’s backwards and forward, he picked up easily, but he also picked up more complicated ways to insult people, oyee….@@….):

Hello sister, I’ms happy that yous still okay, mommy bear is working double time since yous and Lilies are not at the salon today, daddy bear bought me a new shirts today, when yous come homes I will show yous! Tell Blue not to bothers yous, I will not allow any bearfriends to take up my sisters times with mes. Wait until I’ms fourteens like yous (I”M TWELVE, TWELVE YOU FISH STICK!!!) Well when yous comes back, get me somethings. Good bye sister.

Your Lil brothers, Brownie.

Okay, he still needs to practices, but believe me his a lot better now then he was before.  I also got one from some bears I really haven’t heard from for awhile ( in fact I haven’t wanted to hear from them in the first place), the witchy twins that are the meaning of the word harrasment:

Hi miss ugly, you do know who this is? (well yeah! The wicked witches of the east and west.) Well if your dense brain has forgotten, it is the glamorous, fabulous, never lacking Sparkle and Speckle Fuzz! Yeah, we do have to apologize to you for not checking on your scheming little self to make sure you have not taken our darling Blue Grrya away (this is another reason why I can’t find myself with Blue, he has all the town’s bears back at Daisyville drooling over him anyway, he should choose from one of them!) Well since we don’t trust you we’ll simply keep on sending e-mails, keep you distracted with checking them so you won’t have time to steal Blue away from m..I mean us. Oh, speckle wants to type to you too, guess she has something to say. (Oh good grief, is it not enough having one of the twins being so dang type-happy?!!)
I so like, don’t know why I like didn’t type you earlier. I guess I was so not in the mood to talk to you when you left and dragged Blue away (again you can have him!). You really like have to take up a new hobby, snatching bearfriends are like really shallow or something, you like don’t even seem worth it. I so wish you would like crawl into your ugly hole and croak or something. Of course knowing you, you might just rise up from beyond again. Well I don’t feel like saying anything more, you keep your grubby paws to yourself and stay away from my…I mean our Blue.

Definitely watching you,
Sparkle and Speckle Fuzz.

Okay, now I’ll have harassment from the internet and Blue, and the sounds of these evil bats! Why must the drama come when I least need it too?  Well there is a little good news, my friends and I found one tower, now to check it out.  Pink Bear trying hard to recover, over and out!

I Brownie Bear, d onerabell liddle broder ov Pink d Bear haf invaid my sistar’s bloggy thingy in ordar two worn all dose meanies and ’secrete addmyeres’ ov hers to leve my sistar alones. I am d onlee won who has d righiit two boder hers. If u can not reed dis, it is bcuz I am trree yeers old, so I triid my best. Do not mache fun ov mes. U haf bin keepin my stistar frum haffin times for mes, it is not fairs. I use two b able two bodars hers and she will chace mes all arohounds d howsey. Now she just rites about it and feels all bedders. I miss poking at her two give me somethings or followin her up and down and anoyings hers. So back off, it is my sistar, and I do not want two share! Harray, I haf rite a post office.^^*smiling sheepishly to himself*.