Teddy stories

Many years ago I started writing Teddy Bear stories.
Sadje’s post here reminded me of them and you may recall Grandad .

Grandad was my second bear, the first having been stolen off my pram when I was only a few months old. In my stories, all the little bears would gather round when us humans were in bed to listen to his stories of me as a child. Sometimes, they would have Pow Wows when things needed to be discussed.
When we got the boat, we had to rehome the majority of our Hug. There are a few bears I wished we’d kept now, but we didn’t have the room, and hopefully they all found good homes and have their own Pow Wows.

I’m going to reblog my post Splitting a Hug as I think it’s worth another look.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Teddy stories

  1. Sadje says:

    It is a lovely post.🥰

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