Virginia is for (Fairy) Lovers

Well, I've been an exceedingly busy bear, with my auntie VA (in case you're a little rusty on your state abreviations, that stands for Virginia) visiting my place this week. Valiant and I had the opportunity to show her some of our favorite moves, made her birthday party a real party (what's a party without a bear?), gave her the scenic tour of Barton Creek, taught her how to swim against the rapids, gave her horseback riding lessons on my horse, helped her understand the true meaning of "dirty" and showed her a little on-the-spot "family time" (mummi and daddy cuddling with two bears perched on top). We even took her tubing and showed her how to not stay in the tube to make sure you get swept down with the current and cause mummi and daddy to panic. It was SO MUCH FUN!!!

We offered to have her stay "fur"ever. Valiant even told her that she would be willing to show her where she hid her bone last if she promised to stay permanently. Mr. Darcy made it clear that his devotion was unwavering and he would sit on her as consistenly as possible. I told her that she could see my fairy antime she wanted (!!!!!!!!) if she stayed here. She had to go, though, and we're having a hard time "bearing" the loss. (Sniffle, sniffle, whine, whine).

So, now we're just trying to take each day as it comes. We love having company come to see us so that we can show off our apartment, horse, favorite outtings, and Mummi and Daddy. If you see my auntie, let her know that paws down, she's on our list of recommended aunties.