Arrrrrrr, i be Wenchbear Rebs

ahoy all ye landlubbers - be hearty and know i am a pirate of the high lakes... lifting anchor and joining those fearsome pirates Baron Rob Brown Beard, an Grayum Farting Cutlass over at Bob T Bear (esq.)'s Talk Like a Pirate Day

thars all be a lot of fun and games going on there... my timbers are a'shiverin'  

Wenchbear Rebs ^O^ xx

Some more renovating (not so happy) pics!

I did a real good job helping.
So good, that, from now on, I'm allowed to work the drill.  I'm The Official Drill Worker.
True.
Really.
Well, sometimes.
Ok... only when my human man is around.
Um... well, not really.  I guess I was fibbin'.  But I did it once - and here's my picture to prove it:

My humans won't let me near the Sugar Soap anymore either.

I was thirsty.  The bottle label readed 'S U G A R' - so I poured a drink. 

I got soooooo sick they had to take me to the Bears Hospital for Sick Bears

That's why I've been away for a while!
I'm all better now.
^O^ Rebs xx