Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

While I enjoyed joining Monona and her family in Milwaukee for Thanksgiving festivities, I was a little shy and hung out behind the potted pine tree near the window. Part of the reason I liked it there was because the tree gave me a little cover.

This business of a national holiday centered on bringing a whole tribe of people together around a table to carve up and devour an animal . . . well, OK, a bird . . . but even so, a large, upright one that gets around on two legs . . . it just made me a little nervous. Although I must admit I sampled the dark meat and it was yummy. And the cranberry relish - you know how I love anything with a berry in it - was excellent!

I was also standing by the window because it was cooler there and it gave me a good view of the freshly fallen snow outside. I was polite and patient until Monona and I took a walk down to the river, where I let loose and sang out my song: Old Man River.

Truly yours,
~Polar Bear Witness
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~*Silent Sports~*~

~*~Silent Sports~*~

Meet Malcolm. He is a neighbor and an all-around cool guy in the 'hood.

As you see, it snowed last night. Snow, as you know, is a Polar Bear's delight!

So Monona and I took a walk around to thank those folks who were using their own muscle-power and shovels to move snow off the ground.

Where I come from, we just leave the snow where it wants to fall. It's even more cool when you don't move it at all!

Around the corner from Malcolm, we met Becky, Callie and Bret. They were the most powerful trio of snow-shovellers that we have seen yet!

Polar Bear Witness praises those who shovel snow with their own power. Our engineers must design snow plows that use solar power! How much time do they have? Should we give them . . . an hour?

Truly yours,
~Dr. Polar Bear Witness, PhB
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