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A Confused Barney
“Posh Bear, I am confused.” Said Barney looking to his friend to clarify things.
“Hello confused.” Giggled Bertie. “I thought your name was Barney.”
“It is, Bertie, you know it is. Now I am even more confused.”
“So, tell me Barney what are you confused about and I will try and explain.” Said Posh Bear.
“Well, I asked my friend who is a genius, Sky, and even he didn’t know the answer to my question. He said that just maybe you might.”
“Barney, I did not say that I didn’t know the answer to your question, what I said was that I didn’t know if I knew the answer to your question. I know so many things that the answer could be there somewhere but at that moment in time I couldn’t think if I knew and if so where I had put the answer.”
“I know, Sky, you usually know everything and I am always so grateful to you for sharing your knowledge.” Said Barney.
“That is alright, Barney, it is the very least a genius can do for his friends.” Said Sky smiling.
“Anyway, getting back to the original question, Barney. What is it that confuses you?” Asked Posh Bear.
“Well, as I am sure you are aware it is very cold outside the house, and at times it can be slightly chilly inside the house, especially when the man has gone outside and left the door open or has a window open.”
“Yes, Barney, I am well aware of all that.” Said Posh.
“Well, at dark-time, when it gets extra, extra cold we all snuggle under our blankets and keep toasty warm and have sleeps.”
“Yes, that is right Barney. When it gets dark and the man turns off all the lights there is no point in us staying awake and getting cold.” Confirmed Posh Bear.
“Well, I was wondering why we don’t do that all the time when it is cold outside and wake up when it becomes warmer.”
“That is called habitation.” Said Sky proudly. “I heard all about it from Wellington one day.
“No, it is called hydration, Sky, I am sure that is what it is called. I think.” Said Bertie.
“Maybe Wellington got it wrong then, but he is normally right in what he says.” Said Sky scratching his head with a paw.
“It is neither actually, it is called hibernation, and some real bears do hibernate. We, however are not that type of bear, Barnaby, we don’t sleep all the time it is cold.” Said Posh.
“Why is that, Posh?” Asked Barney.
“There are a few reasons, Barney, the first is that our job is to take care of our hooman friend, big or small, comfort them when needed. They can want us at any time and so we always need to be available for them when they need us most. Hoomans are often lonely or worried, and we are their most trusted friend, the one that they confide in the most. We keep their secrets, they trust us. Some bears are with their hooman all their lives and are needed just as much after lots and lots of sleeps as they were when they were new.”
“I see, that is a good reason, Posh. What are the other reasons?” Asked Barney.
“Well, take Sky for instance, can you imagine Sky being able to go without honey for many sleeps on end and without eating between those sleeps? I can’t. Another reason is the man needs to try and take our picture every week, even if he makes a mess of it every week. Without us being willing subjects, there is no telling what he might try and take a picture of.”
“Talking of which, Posh, here he goes. Time to watch and enjoy him trying to get this one right.”
“It is all so predictable; he really should just accept the inevitable.” Said Posh Bear shaking his head.
The books in the photograph are, Whatever Next by Jill Murphy and Hooray for Winnie-the-Pooh from stories by A. A. Milne.
A Confused Barney
“Posh Bear, I am confused.” Said Barney looking to his friend to clarify things.
“Hello confused.” Giggled Bertie. “I thought your name was Barney.”
“It is, Bertie, you know it is. Now I am even more confused.”
“So, tell me Barney what are you confused about and I will try and explain.” Said Posh Bear.
“Well, I asked my friend who is a genius, Sky, and even he didn’t know the answer to my question. He said that just maybe you might.”
“Barney, I did not say that I didn’t know the answer to your question, what I said was that I didn’t know if I knew the answer to your question. I know so many things that the answer could be there somewhere but at that moment in time I couldn’t think if I knew and if so where I had put the answer.”
“I know, Sky, you usually know everything and I am always so grateful to you for sharing your knowledge.” Said Barney.
“That is alright, Barney, it is the very least a genius can do for his friends.” Said Sky smiling.
“Anyway, getting back to the original question, Barney. What is it that confuses you?” Asked Posh Bear.
“Well, as I am sure you are aware it is very cold outside the house, and at times it can be slightly chilly inside the house, especially when the man has gone outside and left the door open or has a window open.”
“Yes, Barney, I am well aware of all that.” Said Posh.
“Well, at dark-time, when it gets extra, extra cold we all snuggle under our blankets and keep toasty warm and have sleeps.”
“Yes, that is right Barney. When it gets dark and the man turns off all the lights there is no point in us staying awake and getting cold.” Confirmed Posh Bear.
“Well, I was wondering why we don’t do that all the time when it is cold outside and wake up when it becomes warmer.”
“That is called habitation.” Said Sky proudly. “I heard all about it from Wellington one day.
“No, it is called hydration, Sky, I am sure that is what it is called. I think.” Said Bertie.
“Maybe Wellington got it wrong then, but he is normally right in what he says.” Said Sky scratching his head with a paw.
“It is neither actually, it is called hibernation, and some real bears do hibernate. We, however are not that type of bear, Barnaby, we don’t sleep all the time it is cold.” Said Posh.
“Why is that, Posh?” Asked Barney.
“There are a few reasons, Barney, the first is that our job is to take care of our hooman friend, big or small, comfort them when needed. They can want us at any time and so we always need to be available for them when they need us most. Hoomans are often lonely or worried, and we are their most trusted friend, the one that they confide in the most. We keep their secrets, they trust us. Some bears are with their hooman all their lives and are needed just as much after lots and lots of sleeps as they were when they were new.”
“I see, that is a good reason, Posh. What are the other reasons?” Asked Barney.
“Well, take Sky for instance, can you imagine Sky being able to go without honey for many sleeps on end and without eating between those sleeps? I can’t. Another reason is the man needs to try and take our picture every week, even if he makes a mess of it every week. Without us being willing subjects, there is no telling what he might try and take a picture of.”
“Talking of which, Posh, here he goes. Time to watch and enjoy him trying to get this one right.”
“It is all so predictable; he really should just accept the inevitable.” Said Posh Bear shaking his head.
The books in the photograph are, Whatever Next by Jill Murphy and Hooray for Winnie-the-Pooh from stories by A. A. Milne.