Baby bear, baby bear, what do you see?
Some diapers, a pizza box, a half-filled bag of garbage. That’s what you see.
Let’s face it. We thought you were hibernating, or would not have left you such tasty, but toxic, morsels on the deck overnight. Our apologies little one. You are magnificent, but you should be sleeping your deep winter sleep, not rummaging through used Pull-ups.
You are nearly useless in the defense of property. Not a peep out of you, Golden Doodle or you, geriatric miniature Poodle. Not one