Today, I will have to write the blog for Bear.
Here he is yesterday morning sitting on the wet arm of an Adirondack chair in Lake Placid, New York.
It was 6:15 am and he was sitting beside Mirror Lake, absorbing the first rays of sun. After a few moments of peace, he was ready for a morning adventure of climbing.
Off he went, climbing up a large rock just off the shore. Luckily there was no wind.
But, Little Bear wanted more! He spotted a birch tree and wanted to climb the slippery bark.
And then we headed down Main Street towards the shops and restaurants... and he saw something red.
Bear always brags about his bravery. When he saw the bobsled he began imagining gold medals. He insisted on this pose. I prefer flowers and nature shots, but I went along.
And then he spotted more red. He begged for a few moments on this hydrant. He kept listening for sirens and hoping for some action. But it was pretty quiet at 7 am. I said we needed to head back and I put him in my pocket and jogged 1.5 miles back to the hotel.
When I reached the hotel, I realized there was a hole in my pocket. I raced back towards the hydrant, studying the ground for the blue pouch that usually holds him in my camera bag.
What a relief to see the little pouch on the ground, not far from the hydrant. I laughed at my good luck... took a photo, then reached down to pick up the empty bag. Gone. Sidewalks were beginning to come to life. I spoke to morning walkers. No one had seen him.
We left today
I left a few signs around Main Street. A photo, with a few words about his loss and a mention of Reward for Rescue and Return! Maybe if he isn't returned he can get himself to an internet cafe and continue his blog so I can know what he's up to. Hopefully the Bear's story will not be over!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.