Mom has made us famous by writing an article that has been published on the BBC. You can read it here. We are SOOO happy to be in the international press. I only wish I had been wearing one of my pretty dresses instead of that denim outfit in the photo.
Now Camila, we didn't choose which photo the BBC would put up on the magazine. I rather liked having my gym shoes on.
Well, friends, I'm just SOO sad that I didn't even get mentioned. I'm always left out when it comes to the wider public. Here I sit at home waiting for you guys to show up.
And I'm sorry I forgot to mention you, Huggie, but, in truth, the story was about our history with Honey Bunny/Camila and Brown Bear/Arthur. We'll try to make up for the omission by showing your picture again in this post.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Huggie Bear
So, finally Dad agreed to introduce me to the public. I'm Huggie Bear from England, and I've been a loyal member of this family for well over a year. I'm kind of a "stay at home" guy, always ready to give a hug to anyone who needs one. That's my life purpose. Very simple!
When my gallivanting friends, Camila and Arthur, come home, I'm always here waiting to welcome them. But when Rana shows up they just up and leave me without even a goodbye. It is a blow to one's ego, but I'm used to it. When Camila and Arthur took off today, Mom gave me this book to read. I'm not a good reader, but I'll not let Mom know. Any old port in a storm is my motto and Mom did give me a hug and a pat on the back. So, here I am, left at home as usual, but waiting for my peripatetic friends to return and then I'll give them a big hug!
When my gallivanting friends, Camila and Arthur, come home, I'm always here waiting to welcome them. But when Rana shows up they just up and leave me without even a goodbye. It is a blow to one's ego, but I'm used to it. When Camila and Arthur took off today, Mom gave me this book to read. I'm not a good reader, but I'll not let Mom know. Any old port in a storm is my motto and Mom did give me a hug and a pat on the back. So, here I am, left at home as usual, but waiting for my peripatetic friends to return and then I'll give them a big hug!
HB/Camila: Well, can you BELIEVE it? We've been silenced for over a year!
BB/Arthur: Dunno if that's really fair, Camila. Mom and Dad have been really really busy, traveling a lot to powerful places--Wales, Glastonbury, Malta, Cornwall, Avebury, the USofA to see family, setting up their new blog at powerfulplaces.info. Besides, that's old news. Let's share new news.
Well, I guess you're right. So what should we talk about? I know--our new friend Rana! And our new names!
Now you're talkin', Camila. So let's start with names.
Well, last year after our parental units returned from Malta--and you did, too!
That's right, I went to Malta with them and met the love of my life--well, other than you, of course--Auriel. I spent the week with her. She carried me everywhere in her basket and I got to see all kinds of amazing powerful places. And I spent every night with her. And... something happened... I guess I grew up.
Yeah, you came back and wanted a new name.
That's right. No longer a kid. Now I was coming of age. Or something. So what better name for a bear than Arthur? Artur, the Bear?
I didn't know that!
You didn't ask.
Oh. I thought it was something to do with King Arthur and Lancelot and Merlin--
Well, there are secrets I cannot divulge at this time. Not even to you. So now, tell our fans about YOUR name change, Camila.
Oh yes, right. Well, while YOU were playing around in Malta with Auriel, I was being treated like royalty, like the bee's knees, by our good friend Rana. She took me all around Girona and showed me the sights--unlike Mom and Dad, who always keep us hidden inside bags. Not Rana!
Gee, I wish I'd seen Girona with you!
Maybe you can ask Rana next time she takes us home? ANYWAY, so it seemed time for me to grow up too. After all, I'd spent weeks without the parental units, and I was just fine. Nothing like having a holiday on your own to show you how grown-up you are. That's what I always say.
You do?
Well, I do now. ANYWAY, so there I was, growing up--and Honey Bunny is a baby-time name, not a suitable appellation for a charming clothes-horse like me.
Clothes horse? I thought you were a bunny.
It's a manner of speaking, silly!
Oh, okay.
ANYWAY. So I looked around and thought about names, and Camila just popped up! It's such a beautiful name. So appropriate, don't you think?
Modesty always was your strong suit, Camila.
Well anyway. So that's it on names. What else should we talk about? Rana?
We could. We are reaching that age where we can leave home--and we do. We just spent a month with Rana, keeping her company.
I just LOVE Rana! Such great wardrobe!
And SUCH a sweetie! I just LOVE spending time with her. Oh--and here she is! Hi Rana, can we go home with you again?
Rana: Really? Again?
Yes please! We have SO much fun! Listening to music, staring out the window...
Rana: Well, Okay, if Elyn and Gary say so.
Humph! They are not our keepers! What, you think we are CHILDREN?
Now Camila, Rana's just being polite. Isn't she?
Elyn: No worry--I'll go get their travel tote with bathrobes, blankets, and a change of clothes!
BYE BYE!
BB/Arthur: Dunno if that's really fair, Camila. Mom and Dad have been really really busy, traveling a lot to powerful places--Wales, Glastonbury, Malta, Cornwall, Avebury, the USofA to see family, setting up their new blog at powerfulplaces.info. Besides, that's old news. Let's share new news.
Well, I guess you're right. So what should we talk about? I know--our new friend Rana! And our new names!
Now you're talkin', Camila. So let's start with names.
Well, last year after our parental units returned from Malta--and you did, too!
That's right, I went to Malta with them and met the love of my life--well, other than you, of course--Auriel. I spent the week with her. She carried me everywhere in her basket and I got to see all kinds of amazing powerful places. And I spent every night with her. And... something happened... I guess I grew up.
Yeah, you came back and wanted a new name.
That's right. No longer a kid. Now I was coming of age. Or something. So what better name for a bear than Arthur? Artur, the Bear?
I didn't know that!
You didn't ask.
Oh. I thought it was something to do with King Arthur and Lancelot and Merlin--
Well, there are secrets I cannot divulge at this time. Not even to you. So now, tell our fans about YOUR name change, Camila.
Oh yes, right. Well, while YOU were playing around in Malta with Auriel, I was being treated like royalty, like the bee's knees, by our good friend Rana. She took me all around Girona and showed me the sights--unlike Mom and Dad, who always keep us hidden inside bags. Not Rana!
Gee, I wish I'd seen Girona with you!
Maybe you can ask Rana next time she takes us home? ANYWAY, so it seemed time for me to grow up too. After all, I'd spent weeks without the parental units, and I was just fine. Nothing like having a holiday on your own to show you how grown-up you are. That's what I always say.
You do?
Well, I do now. ANYWAY, so there I was, growing up--and Honey Bunny is a baby-time name, not a suitable appellation for a charming clothes-horse like me.
Clothes horse? I thought you were a bunny.
It's a manner of speaking, silly!
Oh, okay.
ANYWAY. So I looked around and thought about names, and Camila just popped up! It's such a beautiful name. So appropriate, don't you think?
Modesty always was your strong suit, Camila.
Well anyway. So that's it on names. What else should we talk about? Rana?
We could. We are reaching that age where we can leave home--and we do. We just spent a month with Rana, keeping her company.
I just LOVE Rana! Such great wardrobe!
And SUCH a sweetie! I just LOVE spending time with her. Oh--and here she is! Hi Rana, can we go home with you again?
Rana: Really? Again?
Yes please! We have SO much fun! Listening to music, staring out the window...
Rana: Well, Okay, if Elyn and Gary say so.
Humph! They are not our keepers! What, you think we are CHILDREN?
Now Camila, Rana's just being polite. Isn't she?
Elyn: No worry--I'll go get their travel tote with bathrobes, blankets, and a change of clothes!
BYE BYE!
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