Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!
Oh. Wait! Frankie lives with us, too. He's four. he goes to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre with me.
|This is His Worship, Mayor Eddie. He's the boss of Windsor, you know.|
Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario!
Grandpa James is hollering, "Where's Frankie? Where's my handsome Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and Lord of Labrador?
We gotta go find Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Walk for BANA Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and walk with us! We can make Windsor a better place together! Okay! Over and out!"