Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Does a bear s*** in the woods?

Not this polar bear.
This polar bear visits a fully plumbed, flushing, running water, locking, clean convenience.
Nothing so uncivilized as a wood for the royal behind. Thank you very much.

*ahem* do you mind looking the other way, I'm busy here.


It is essential to keep one's paws clean for all that chocolate. No nasty bugs on me!


One always enjoys a blow dry to add that extra fluffiness element
One last check in the mirror to ensure 100% perfection! I'm ready to face my adoring minions once again.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Dispatches

My normal minions have gone on a scouting mission to Wisconsin. I have heard tell that the one named Palin is no longer a possible threat to my polar bear brethren but I felt that I needed first hand evidence that the believer Obama truly is the "ruler" of the United States (obviously I am supreme ruler of all the known universe but I cannot deal with the nitty gritty so I allow those mere humans to play the game of "politics".)

Since I would not wish to fend for myself for this time I have come to the safe haven that is my second most loyal minions. They treat me with great respect. They have even purchased rather fetching carrying devices, matching ones too. Not sure I care for the colour but I must admit I can be seen in a crowd which suits me just fine.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009