August 31, 2004


Two carrots, Clarence and Camile, were strolling through the park, one day. They were enjoying the day, the sunshine and the songs that the birds were singing, but most of all they were enjoying each other.

Clarence was telling Camile how they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. Camile was loving it. They were so wrapped up in each other, they did not pay attention to what was going on around them.

As they stepped off the curb, to cross the street, a BIG truck came along and hit poor Clarence.

A crowd gathered and someone called 911.

In a very short time the ambulance arrived.

The paramedic gently lifted Clarence into the back of the ambulance. Camile rode in front. Off they flew to the hospital with sirens screaming.

Camile paced and paced in the waiting room. It seemed like hours. Waiting for word of dear Clarence was sheer torture.

Finally the Doctor came out and said......

"I have good news and I have bad news."

"The good news is, your Clarence is going to live."

The bad news is that ...

He will be a VEGETABLE the rest of his life.

Posted by Roxette at 01:32 PM | Comments (0)


Saganaki (Greek Flaming Cheese)

1 lb mozzarella cheese
2 tbsp butter, melted
2 tbsp brandy
1/2 lemon

Heat oven to broil. Have serving tray ready with crackers, lemon and brandy. Cut cheese into 3 wedges; arrange in star shape in a pie pan or shallow quiche pan suitable for broiling and serving. Pour melted butter over cheese. Broil 4 to 6 inches from heat until cheese is bubbly and light brown. Add to serving tray and take to guests. Pour slightly warmed brandy over cheese and ignite immediately, in front of guests. Squeeze lemon juice over cheese to extinguish flame. Serve at once with firm crackers, toasted pita bread or crusty French bread slices.

Posted by Roxette at 01:26 PM | Comments (0)

August 26, 2004

Nothing Blue

under the moon.

Helping clean out the house.

Lots of stuff to be thrown out.

Lots of smelly junk. Goodbye!

I guess the bears have heard the condo is full...their relatives have quit coming to visit.

Off in seach of more carrots...


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August 19, 2004

Behavior I would not stand for.

How rude! I'd whap him on his muzzle until he cried uncle!

SEATTLE, Washington (Reuters) -- A black bear was found passed out at a campground in Washington state recently after guzzling down three dozen cans of a local beer, a campground worker said on Wednesday.

"We noticed a bear sleeping on the common lawn and wondered what was going on until we discovered that there were a lot of beer cans lying around," said Lisa Broxson, a worker at the Baker Lake Resort, 80 miles (129 kilometers) northeast of Seattle.

The hard-drinking bear, estimated to be about two years old, broke into campers' coolers and, using his claws and teeth to open the cans, swilled down the suds.

It turns out the bear was a bit of a beer sophisticate. He tried a mass-market Busch beer, but switched to Rainier Beer, a local ale, and stuck with it for his drinking binge.

Wildlife agents chased the bear away, but it returned the next day, said Broxson.

They set a trap using as bait some doughnuts, honey and two cans of Rainier Beer. It worked, and the bear was captured for relocation.

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August 18, 2004


Of the new condo, etc.

Here's the bear's new 8 story condo:


And Amsterdam's new home:


and the partially done new look for the living room:


Things are hopping all over!

Much love to you all....

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August 11, 2004

Bears, back into your CONDO!


What is Silver Blue trying to do to me?

I thought we had an agreement that the bears that weren't on shelves where supposed to live in their eight story condo.

But NO. Seems that PoloRandy, in all his horse-sense, has decided that the circus should stay outside my living room window (which my sofa backs up to).

Not only that, there are nursery rhyme bears on the sideboard...where no bear should be.

Heck, a girl can't even throw a carrot around here without pinging some bear on the nose.

Oh well. Things could be worse.

I'm not even going to link to the particular post in question, over at The Monkey Boy Loves Cheese, where Harvey obviously has his "blogpanties" in a wad, because he threatened to throw me on the grill.

Listen here, buttmunch. How would you like it if we shoved a poker up your bum and rotated you over a slow fire? Of course, no one would want to eat you, but that's par for the course. Main, second, or otherwise.

Some people just seem to have lost touch with reality.

Take it from a true, blue bunny. Being drunk does not excuse bad manners.

Now, take the lamp shade off, and get in the taxi outside. He'll make sure you don't end up at a Jeffrey Dahlmer-esque residence.

Much love to everyone else, however.

Posted by Roxette at 10:39 AM | Comments (0)

August 09, 2004

So much going on

here at the ol' Shenandoah Forester, I don't know where to begin.

Well to start off, horray.

The bears, which seemed to have been everywhere over the house finally have a home of their own.

Well, as much of a home as one can have in the middle of someone else's home.

Silver Blue and PoloRandy keep calling it a curio cabinet, but it's a huge condo, if you ask me.

Sucker has eight floors on it, and all the bears are congregating with their buddies. All the winter bears are together, all the beach bears are's heart warming, but kinda cliquish at the same time.

PoloRandy has a "curio" of his own, in the Dining room, where some more of the bears have taken up residence.

Somehow, however, Amsterdam has been bearnapped and is now living on the third floor. I hopped over and asked him if he was ok, and he replied in the affirmative, so I didn't have to throw a brick through the window for him to escape.

Ish, Lee, and Rabbi T are enjoying not having as many bears around. Don't get me wrong, we enjoy the company, HOWEVER, sometimes, there is such a thing as too much of a good thing.

PoloRandy is also going through clearing stuff out of the house and taking it elsewhere to dispose of (has anyone heard of a yard sale? I don't quite follow the philosophy of why one would need to buy a yard, but... it's like Door Prizes. If Silver Blue could have won one, then the front door would have been free.)

I had everyone outside last week...the weather was cooler after the near miss with Hurricane Alex.

We all rummaged around in the yard. Clover, this time of year, is young, delicate, and tasty. YUM. Even the bears tend to agree with me on this one.

Believe me, with that many mouths to feed, I was glad they didn't want honey waffles. My paws would STILL be tired if that were the case!

Anyways, I just wanted to pop in and say hello, let you all know what was going on in my little circle of the world, and now back to cleaning. Seems some of my much lesser relatives (the "Dust" bunnies) have moved in and are trying to make themselves at home.

Hop at you later...


Posted by Roxette at 01:36 PM | Comments (0)

August 01, 2004

Home is where the heart is

and right now, my heart is quite happy to be back home. We had a good trip (fresh carrots, yum!), but I'm exhausted from having to hide from doggies for the 10 hour drive (with breaks). to bed.

Posted by Roxette at 10:26 PM | Comments (0)