The Big Fire

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is old and forgetful. Today he went out in the snow without any shoes!   I have to look after him. 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.

Look. Chance is asleep and I'm still sleepy. We heard lots of sirens in the night. They're really loud and they woke us up. There was a big fire downtown, right by Tanner and Cassidy's house. They're my friends. Tanner is a big 'ole yeller dog and Cassidy is a bunny rabbit. Lots of firetrucks and firefighters came. They put out the fire but our phone and our internet didn't work for a whole day. I couldn't even write my blog. I wish I had been there to see it. Know what? When there's a fire you can roast marshmallows or hot dogs. I put them on a stick and hold them over the fire.  James watches us so we don't get hurt. Fires can burn. I l-o-v-e marshmallows and hot dogs. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in The Canada Food Guide. I hate brocollis. I wouldn't roast brocollis. They're nasty.

Oh! Did you hear that?  James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are the Sons of Windsor? What happened to the Princes of Ontario?" That's us! Charles and Chance! We're gonna run find James so he can kiss our noses and tickle our ears and make us laugh right out loud. We got porridge with gummy worms for breakfast. Chance doesn't eat porridge. He doesn't have any teeth. He gets condensed owls' milk in his bottle. I'm too big for a bottle. I'm five. I have a sippy cup with Spiderman on it. Okay. We gotta go. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be careful around fires, good citizens! Over and out!"