03/06/2026
*To be read in David Attenboroughs voice..
On a sunshiney Thursday morning, Mumma Bear was sheltering in her den, getting her much need beauty sleep, when she heard a call from one of her cubs. It was the elder cub, out in the natural environment, far from the den. Upon arriving at his destination he noticed that his sustanance, lovingly hunted and gathered by his out of his league wife, was not beside him and startled, he began tracking it. Roaming around, he located it, far from where he was. He put out the call.....Mumma Bear to the rescue. Clawing her way from the den, placing her feet in her boots with the fur, she too began tracking. She needed to find the food to feed her cub and wasn't about to fail on her mission. Cruising along the desert road (or Methven Highway as it is sometimes known), she quickly tracks and locates the missing food parcel. Sitting, patiently waiting for its retrieval. Looking a little bereft from being thrown from the vehicle at a great rate of knots. Then began the hunt for the listening devices, also thrown unceremoniously from the vehicle. Flinging themselves far and wide, emitting a tiny cry, allowing them to be tracked.
Yes people, Joshuaticus Wouldlosehisheadifnotattachedtobody Burrowesus, has taken the Crown from his Father Bear as Dick of the Day. He too has left something on the side of the truck. Ahhh...the apple seems to have not fallen far from the tree at all.
Good times.
