The Whitsundays
When I was three, we went on a cruise around the Whitsundays on this beautiful boat. It was for a very special occasion. My friend Bur has two Dads and they were celebrating their 25th anniversary. They are getting married this year and we are hoping that we will be asked to be best bears at the wedding. Bur travels everywhere with them, but he doesn't have to have a bath after each trip 'cause his Dads said he would fall apart. I think I should tell MUM to listen to them.
On the left is Kenny the koala. He belongs to Auntie Lisa. She is crazy and we have the bestest time when she is around. Bur is on the right. Here is a picture of the three of us swapping stories. The one below is of me and Bur buried in the sand on an island in the Whitsundays. We were a bit scared that the BIG PEOPLE would forget us, but Kenny told Auntie Lisa that if they did, he would report her to the authorities for neglecting him when she goes away on business trips and leaves him at home - alone. He is too small to climb trees and get his own gum leaves.