I've had enough!
Beth has agreed to let me take over this blog! I am 20 years old, which is a lot older than Beth, in stuffed bear years. I'm sick of her posing me in silly pictures and writing about me as if she's speaking to Kindergarteners!
Look at the latest! The other day she had me dangling forever underneath this eerie face hidden in a paper rose.
I'm not Waldo!!
Then she tucked me into this nightmare of musty old Valentine cards. It's just creepy, Beth!
And then there was the chocolate pose! Do you have any idea what it's like to sit on a mountain of chocolate, with sweet fumes wafting up to my bear nostrils! My nose may be stitched, but it works!
That's okay. Beth answered the phone and I just helped myself. There's got to be some payment here.
From now on I'm going to make use of some of these photo shoots and posing parties!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.