Tuesday, November 1, 2005

Mr. Bear is confused!

I swear he thinks he's a cat. He drinks milk (started when I craved milk and apples during pregnancy for now 7 year old daughter). I guess he had the sympathy cravings, too. He's got the paw kneading thing on the carpet down pat. He rubs up against the couch or my legs. And this morning, see what I caught him doing ...


Maybe this is a better shot.


So what do you think? Should I break it to him gently???

3 comments:

Beak-Knits said...

Let him go! If the poor guy wants to knit a sock, think of of the time he'd save you. Forget second sock syndrome...

Dani said...

Cutest picture ever! I love it...

Not An Artist said...

Oh so cute... how can you not adore a pose like that? Good luck with the mittens!