Junnior the Bear is a well-traveled Plush-American who has a blog over at Xanga. He posts photos and stories about his travels. (See Junior the Bear -- he's even posted a map showing all the states he has visited.) And he celebrated a birthday not too many days ago.
I had promised Junior that I'd post some of my bears, so here you go. These are a few of my favorites. I've sent some of my others on to new friends who needed someone special to love on. It is, after all, their job.
This Mama and baby, however, will probably always be with me, since they were given to me by my own Mama, after I was all grown up. And yes, I get all weepy about it.
This one isn't a bear, but the closest I have to a puppy-dog these days. It is so incredibly soft and looks enough like my dear Fefe-girl that it always brings a smile to my face.
And here's a little pink bear. This will sound terrible, but you know what? I can't remember who gave this one to me. Obviously it was a gift, and I feel rather embarrassed that I don't remember its history. You would think that would be hard to forget. But here it is, more proof that my memory is not as sharp as it used to be.
This is not a bear either -- perhaps you can tell. It's a baby picture of me I recently stumbled across. Everyone say "Awww."