Once, outside Longyearbye, Svalbard, Norway one of those big teddy-bears kept following us until we run towards him scraming our lungs off. Thinking we were a bunch of loonis he retreated like supper was waiting for him over there a zillion miles away.
We, run like hell back to base, just in case.
Georg
Gotta love it!!
Love Tinka
thanks
dan
Fun stuff.
Thanks,
~D.
Figures...LOL
Better keep them out of your picture...ah...er...yard, Ed.
We, run like hell back to base, just in case.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
PS Be careful around those horny bucks, though. (And it's best not to smell 'gamey' in the fall!)