HE'S BACK, BABY

YES!!! What can I say?

Here’s the story in brief. We followed “Rabbit’s” plan with one exception. Bear was able to persuade the good doctor to allow us to avoid the costly and dangerous trip to Yellowstone and to drop him instead into Buckingham Fountain.

It worked. Once I saw him falling from the sky, I sprinted to the side of the fountain, and, with a perfectly timed leap, chomped the dear sponge and carried him off to safety.

YIKES! It was touch and go for a while there. We whisked the kid back home and at Dr. Frogg’s and Dr. M&M’s insistence, subjected him once more to the bubble test.

“All clear,” announced “Rabbit.”

My hear skipped a beat. What a relief.

Bob remembers little of his ordeal. He keeps talking about tunnels and his mission to rule the sphere. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!!! He’s on a pain pump and whenever he gets too rambunctious, we give him a hit.

He is going to take a long rest, starting tonight. And lets get something straight right now. Bob is MY toy. This is MY blog. If anyone is going to rule the sphere, it’s ME!!!!!