Sort of a joke .......
In my next life I want to be a bear.
If you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months._ I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid._ I could deal with that, too.
If you're a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs._ I could definitely deal with that.
If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.__ I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling._ He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.
Yup ..... Gonna be a bear.
M!
"No dog is born either vicious or friendly, but rather a blank slate that is moulded, for better or worse, by the owner."
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