Short Stories

Fall Rain

Well us Tat's have been looking out of the window for three days now, there has been no break in the rain.
So we decided to go up to the shed and build something to enable us to get around in all this water, we are quite dab paws at this as we have built one before some time ago! so with lots of banging and hard work and some technical input from Ting Bear (who is our technical consultant) we emerged from the shed with our Tat submarine MKII.
“Woo Hoo lets go straight down to the boating lake” Tat 2 said. (The boating lake is the home of many of our adventures!)
Jack the man who runs the boats at the boating lake said "that's a good effort Bears but I don't think it will work" “well we will have to wait and see about that Jack” I replied So there we were two Bears one submarine and a doubting boatman, standing on the bank of the boating lake.
I smashed the bottle of shampoo on the submarine's bow we pushed and pushed the sub moved slowly towards the water, "I name this sub Tat of the deep" I cried at the top of my voice "May all who sail in her have as much fun as we did building her" the sub floated out on the water and I have to say looked very good.
Tat 2 climbed aboard with his Naval issue sunglasses at that point there was a slight problem the shampoo had turned to bubbles and we were surrounded by them, but not to worry we have more important things to think about.

Letters From Home

Part II

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SENT: November 3,2004 5:25pm
SUBJECT: Bilbo writes again

Hi Herriot: I hope you like Montreal. We miss you here in Stewiacke.

We had a meeting recently of the group which we have named the “Cuddly Council.” Everyone wants to hear about your exploits in Quebec. I suppose you are speaking french now, but remember, if you write back we’re not bilingual. Well, except for English bear, and he would definitely not let us know what you said. Gilbert’s levitating is getting out of control. Dad was thinking of a leash to hold him down, but before he could get around to that Gilbert levitated himself right out of the house ending up on top of the shed. We would never have known about it if it had not been for Angus who was looking out of the basement window early one morning and saw Gilbert sailing around the garden. Gilbert is back with us safe and sound now. Mom made a new member for the group, he’s called Dolph. He is a reindeer, but Mom did not give him a red nose so he feels he can not call himself Rudolph. He has a bit of an inferiority complex because of this, because, as he says, “I feel like a Rudolph.” English Bear says that the main reason he feels inferior is because he is inferior. English thinks everyone is inferior so we are telling Dolp to ignore him.

Mom and Dad went to see Sarah Brightman recently. Apparently it was a great show. Dad is now in love with Sarah and keeps singing her songs. Mom is doing well with her sewing business and is considering a new line in ear muffs, the first pair she intends to wear herself to block out Dad’s attempts to hit notes that were never intended to be hit by male singers. He sounds a bit like a cat being strangled.

We are all looking forward to Xmas. Dad is missing Spike(the dog) and Bumble(the cat) and subsequently does rounds of the Cuddly Council members, “Just to chat.” I am worried that someone might hear him and think he has gone mad. It may surprise you to know that there are quite a few people who are not aware that the Cuddly’s are real. Mom and Dad are going to Tim and Nicki’s for supper tonight so we have to fend for ourselves. I am going to raid the fridge in a moment and see what I can find.
Give our love to Erin and Jerome and tell them we are looking forward to see them in December.
Bilbo