Interim Mishon Report
I waz wolkin parst Grandad-Poppa's study an lookt in an sor that heed left the compewter on! Wa-heyy! So I thort I'd log an interim mishon report...
We all arrivd safely yestaday an it's raynin. This is no grayte serprize, an I pakt my Duffol Coat (bein a Bear wiv wun eer bak an wun eer forward, I am always reddy fer all evenchewalitys).
So far we havent dun much exsept mostly eet cayke. Today we went fer a littol drive to sumwhere ELSE an ate cayke. Insted. It waz rayning there, too.
Enyway...
Grayum fergot to close his eyes as we went throo the X-ray masheen at the airport, an it wipet his memory. I had to explayne to him hoo we all are, where we wer all goin an hooz a Bear an hooz a not-a-bear. Trubbol is, he wontid to praktiss it on evrywun on the playne. We neerly got thrown off half way over the Irish sea. Hope I can mayke a brakethroo wiv him befor we fly bak on Wenzday. Maybe a few short sharp serprize nose-hugs will help. I'll stake him out tonite.
Mummy's ok but weev fownd 2 big spiders so far. Wun was waring jack-boots, the other waz in the kitchen wiv a nife an fork. Sheez a tad nervuss.
Dilly is eggsited cos evrything's greeeen, wich is good, too as she just sort ov merges in an I don't hav to see her.
I'll try to nip in agen sumtime. If not, I'll see yu Wenzday!
Bye fer now!