My 1st Blog Anniversary!

I do find it hard to believe it has been a year since I did my very first post!
My Anniversary Counter has a glitch - ignore it!
It was today last year I arrived in Blogland.
And, what a year it has been too!
So much fun, bear laughter & friendship...A big THANK-YOU to you, who haved shared the moments with me!
Ear wagging hugs to all,

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Time to Celebrate!

Happy Bear-day to me,

Happy Birthday to Sir Winston,

Happy Bear-day dear ME,

Happy Birthday dear Sir Winston,

Happy B-day to US!

There is no prize for guessing what to day it is here?

My Hug is fancy pawty hat ready as my invitations specified...

Yes, it is my very first ever my Bear-day celebration!

Mother, hiding behind her Venetian mask, wanted to make it special...But I fear she now regrets it's technicalities!!!

[Blue here, without the help of friends below re images all gratefully received, I would have done a 'Woodstock Regrets' post re this 'madness' on my part, as I have felt so unwell this weekend it has been a real struggle to get my act together!]

Back to me, the bear-day boy!

Not every bear can celebrate his day in such fine company!

My Hero, Sir Winston Churchill was born today in 1874 @ the Big House there in Woodstock!

And a 'wheelie' friend joining us is named after him too!

It fell to this wartime prime-minister, to cement my country's alliance with the US, where I now have many good friends!

The son of an American mother & an English father, his eloquence - yes, he was a fine speaker, with a way with words, just like me - endeared him nearly as much to Americans as to the British!

This oil portrait of him is by Douglas Granville Chandor 1946...

And this me, a digital photograph by Mother 2009...

Now, the pawty really can start, the caters have delivered!

My cake has arrived, not from the Shop but it is chocolate...And, my presents marched in...Followed by my many friends.

Master Buttons, smartly attired in business suit was first @ the door... The Rocky Creek Scotties were next...Followed by, Maggie & Mitch plus Miss Autumn and Kipper & Hazel...WFT's Miss Fergi, Jake & 'Wheelie' Winston...

Bob T Bear, esq came over without his famous pants on head...

Charlie Bear, Sally Ann, Mack & Taddy teleported across from the USA...And, Diva Asta as usual dressed to impress & took centre stage...Then played the piano beautifully for our dances and my Bear-day chorus...Before setting up a Las Vegas style gaming table to showing off her card tricks... Ginger Jasper in very fetching green, hoped the luck of the Irish was with him when he sat down to play poker against her...

And, we must send Greeting to his Dad, who has the honour to share his Birthday with little old me!

My personal guest of honour was of course, my lady bear friend dear Miss Rosie - we shared a private moment over a paw-martini, after I had reclaimed her from Master Buttons company - I think she admires a gent in a suit...She arrived with apologies from Aunt Misses Peach, who is still away on her honeymoon with Mickey.

Moving on, Mother has lite my cakes candles - look @ them burning brightly - I am not saying how many...

Everyone please take a deep breath, think of a wish & help me blow them out - one, two, three woooooooooooooooooosh!

And, may I say 'Thank-You' to you for all coming to share my day and making it so memorable, now, lets pawty some more.

Hugs,

True Colours Thursday - ORANGE and Happy Thanks-Giving!!

I kept this ORANGE Pumpkin lantern of yours truly, handsome self, especially for today - it seemed appropiate...My earlier Google Image search re ORANGE did produced this fine fellow having his own Thanks-Giving feast...And, Mother, whilst shopping, encountered this youngster in his ORANGE jumper with sweeties...So, all that remains for me to say now is...
Happy Thanks-Giving to my all friends across the pond!
Hugs,

My Bear-Day Plans!

I have had to over-rule Wheelie Wednesday today - well, it is my blog and Mother has procrastinated long enough about making this very important announcement regarding the 30th of November 2009!

Yes, it is now, only a few days away to my first ever Bear-Day celebration!

I honestly, have to confess, head in paws, I have no idea when I was actually born, but as I have aspirations re my birth place ie the Palace in Woodstock, I have adopted one of it's most famous son's day as mine.

Mother approved, as she loves history.

And, one must aim high in life!

And what can be higher than Sir Winston Churchill, Great Britain's prime minister during World War II???

Then, she lowers the tone with my Pawty Invitations...

FANCY HATS!!!!!!!!!!!

But, everyone is welcome - bears, cats, pups, human's, especially Aunts!

Mother has promised to mix serious Paw-Martinis...

Cook lots of tempting fishy/meaty items all glazed /roasted in Honey...

And, order in a wealth of desserts - I specified Ice-cream ...

I hope for a Bear-Day Cake too???
So, RSVP and please come help me blow out my unspecified number of candles!
Sir Winston would be a 135, but I am considerably younger than that!
Hugs,

A Post Wedding Day Post!

Now, I usually allow the 'Wheelies' to have a say today, it being Wednesday, however, Miss Judy, small in stature, but big in romantic heart, has kindly allowed me over rule such things.

Mother & I have finally returned home from 'Aunt', now Misses Peach >(^;^)<'s Vintage Wedding.

It was a truly beautiful affair.

Mother wept during the ceremony when Pachelbel's Canon in D was played.

That music was so appropriate, as my own wedding gift, was 'Woodstock' Wedding Wind Chimes of that particular ring...

Here are a couple of delightful 'Official' wedding images for you...

Their cake, even impressed Mother...

Also, I do have my own personal photographs!

Here I am with the Bride & Groom...Then alone, with my dear Aunt Misses Peach...

Yes, it was a day to remember / treasure!

And partly, mostly, because I finally meet, bear to bear face, my lovely Miss Rosie.

I am still floating on cloud nine!

She liked me - I think rather a lot too!

And, I do so reciprocate those feelings.

I understand, Internet Romance, can be difficult, but not in this case.

Since home, I can bearly lift my eyes from her portrait... Hugs from a besotted,

A Party to Remember!

Now, please bear with me today, as I am a little, in fact, a LOT delicate.
So much so, I just cannot believe how noisy these computor keys are!!!
I am trying my best to paw in quietly, as loud sounds do jar my poor head!
And, as for my Juke Box's jingle - I will not go there!!!
You see, I have recently arrived home from a serious Bacholar Party!!!
Here is the invite, and I did survive but only just...
Yes, I know it say's 'ManCats only'!
However, as a close relative of the 'Bride-To-Be', none other than my own dear 'Aunt' Miss Peach >(^;^)< ; an exception was made for myself and young Bob T Bear, Esq!

Miss Peach's intended Mickey, is indeed a fine looking fellow...And, his Best Mancat & Groomscats organised quite a night!
You can read about it & see all the goings on HERE!
All I will add, is there was much caterwauling... The above black cat was NOT Mickey, just in case Miss Peach is concerned!
But, the drinks did flow rather a lot.
After my own experience with the demon Lemon, as in Gin & Tonic's a while back, I restricted myself to premium Scotch instead!
I think the Rocky Creak Scotties will approve of my choice...But, suspect I imbibed a little too much, so must go lie down again.
Mother maybe laughing @ me, but she did keep remarkably quiet about what happened @ Miss Peach's Bridal Tea & Spa Party!!!
I do, suspect this tea was not as innocent as it looks...
Anyway, Mother and I must now ready ourselves, for the Wedding Nuptials a week today; I, of course will be escorting the delightful & genteel Miss Rosie Bear, my own personal love interest.
Mother will have to go alone or accompany Bob!
Hugs,

Pants & Pawty Time!

Woke this morning, to find I had received an invitation!
No less than, from, young Bob T Bear, Esq; to attend a very special Blog celebration of his...

Amongst other treats, he has promised home-made cakes...

I was naturally, very excited!

So, enquired off Mother, if I would need any special Pawty attire.

Regretted, asking almost immediately.

She said - yes , wait for it, I would require pants!

And, I would have to wear them on my head!!!

Apparently, Bob, has a thing about frolicking with them.

There is even to be Pant Pen @ the Pawty...I was, more than a little taken back!

The things, these youngsters, get up to now-a-days!!!

But, never let it be said, that I am a stick in the mud.

Though, wearing a pair of Mother's Peach coloured britches, turban style, does feel a little strange to say the least...

I would have preferred Blue.

But, she is behind with doing the laundry!

And, I did stipulate clean pants.
Any way, as a good guest, I am thoughtfully, taking along my favourite biscuits, Jaffa Cakes - they have yummy Orange centres.

Also, another Hug member is attending Bob's pawty with me...

It seems Miss Polly Pola, is a old friend of Bobs.

He actually named her, saying she obviously, had Polar Bear genes!

Now, another Pawty requirement, apart from pants, it seems, is Jokes!

So, here we go...

Mother, also invited, is offering:-

Q: Have you ever hunted bear?

A: No, but I've been shooting in my shorts!
Q: How do you start a teddy bear race?

A: Ready, teddy, go!
Q: What do you get if you cross a grizzly bear and a harp?

A: A bear faced lyre!
Mmm!

Miss Polly came up with these:-

Q: What kind of money do polo bears use?

A: Ice lolly

Q: What do you call a big white bear with a hole in his middle?

A: A polo bear!

Q: Why is a polar bear cheap to have as a pet?

A: It lives on ice!

Q: What do polo bears have for lunch?

A: Ice burgers!

Yes, a good effort.

And, finally my own small selection:-

Q: What do you get if you cross a teddy bear with a pig?

A: A teddy boar!

Q: What's a teddy bears favorite pasta?

A: Tagliateddy!

Particularly, liked this one!

Q: What should you call a bald teddy?

A: Fred bear!
Q: What do you get if you cross a skunk with a bear?

A: Winnie the Pooh!
Q: What is a bear's favorite drink?

A: Koka-Koala!

Hee-hee!!!

As the Pawty, is to be a weekend long affair, only hope my stamina holds!
Trust I will see you all there.
Hugs,

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