The Bear With No Name

Hi, everyone! Hope you’re all having as happy a Christmas, Hanukkah or whatever else you may be celebrating as we are. 

Let It Snow: Our new hooded jackets

First of all, we spent the morning watching Christmas services and singing carols on as many TV channels as we could find them on. I’m glad to say my new playmate has a good voice, and although a lot of the carols were new to him he learns fast, and was soon joining in with great enthusiasm. What he doesn’t have yet is a name. Wherever he was before, they never gave him one, and he’s understandably sensitive about it. We’ve promised not to call him anything he doesn’t like, and we’ve been looking at online lists of names, but so far nothing’s really appealed. It’s very important to have a name, and I don’t think he’s quite going to feel like one of the family till he has one, so the sooner we can find a name he likes, the better. 

First game of indoor soccer: Score 0-0

After dinner, we made a great discovery - I’d been so busy with the package that contained my new companion that I hadn’t noticed Santa had left other presents, too (and emptied the glass of whiskey we’d left out for him, and cleared a plate of fresh mince pies, but I reckon he’d earned all of them)! We had a great time opening them, and guess what? We have matching hooded jackets! They’re very warm, and we both love them. We got a soccer ball, too! We’re not really supposed to play with it in the house, but we got special permission today because the ground was wet outside and we’re even less allowed to bring mud in on our shoes, so we got to play with it indoors and had great fun, and we even managed not to break anything! How cool is that?