Bear Story, Part 1

(Josh is taking a break... Beary is going to take over for this post)

Some of you know that Josh and I do a lot of wrestling. (the basis for our relationship). He has this special move that he likes to call "takin' out the trash." Today he did it again. It was Christmas day, and I was lying in bed, minding my own business, when Josh stormed into the room.

He picked me up, grabbed me by the scruff and the bear end, walked to the living room, and launched me down the stairs.
It happened all so fast, I did not even see the stairs until my body hit them. And I mean hard.
Good thing I have lots of stuffing, or that might have hurt a lot.





But, I've had enough. GRRRRRR