It Wasn't Our Fault

Hi, it's me, Klu.

Me and Wilb'rina came out this morning, and the amaryllis was lyin' on the floor. So I did some 'vestigatin' to find out why. Wilb'rina just watched me in admiration. She's good at watchin' in admiration.

But just when I was doin' some 'vestigatin', Big Mummy came in. She got mad at us cuz she thought we knocked it over. But I told her it was already lyin' on the floor. She didn't believe me at first. She said, "Klu?" in that certain voice. But then I told her again that it wasn't our fault, and that time she believed me. Cuz I was just doin' some 'vestigatin' to find out why it was lyin' on the floor.



I'm glad she believed me.

Love,
Klu

Wilb'rina's In BIG Trouble

Hi, it's me, Klu.

I haven't done a post for a few days, but it's not my fault. It's all my Big Mummy's fault. She's been real 'sctracted lately, cuz she's doin' some thinkin'. 'Bout someone. Grownup are weird. I just like to do some playin', but sometimes my Big Mummy spends a lot of time doin' some thinkin'. Then she doesn't want to help me write my blog (Get A Klu).

But I 'cided it was time to do another photo shoot of Wilb'rina looking at the amaryllis, cuz now it's got flowers. Here's a picture of us getting' ready to do the photo shoot.



But then Wilb'rina 'cided she wanted to 'vestigate the bulb. She's a pig, you know, and pigs like rootin' 'round in the dirt and eatin' stuff. So she started rootin' 'round in the dirt to see if she could eat the amaryllis bulb. Just then, Big Mummy came in and got mad at her for rootin' 'round in the dirt and tryin' to eat the bulb. The bulb could be poisonous, you know. So Wilb'rina got in big trouble for tryin' to eat the bulb. Here's a picture of her after she tried to eat the bulb.



After that picture, Big Mummy picked her up and brushed all the dirt off her nose. Pigs are kinda dirty, but Wilb'rina's mostly clean.

I love Wilb'rina a lot. She's the best pig in the whole world.

Love,
Klu

PS. We just got DSL. I like DSL. Now I can 'pload my photos really fast.

Sorry I Didn't Write A Post

Hi, it's me, Klu.

Sorry I didn't write a post for a few days. I was really busy doin' some playin'. We did some playin' with the finger paints (but my Big Mummy says I need to call them the paw paints, cuz I don't use fingers). We put plastic wrap on our paws to keep the paint off our fur. I'll take a picture of my paintin' tomorrow. And me and Blu ran some races (he won, cuz he's bigger than me and he's better than me at everything.) So I forgot 'bout bein' a Famous Bloggin' Bear for a few days. But I got to take a picture of Wilb'rina's amaryllis tomorrow, cuz it's doin' some growin'. It has some almost-flowers now.

It's past my bedtime, so I gotta go do some sleepin'.

Love,
Klu the Bear

Wilb'rina Looking At Her Amaryllis

Hi, it's me again, Klu the Bear.

Today I was lookin' at our amaryllis plants, and I 'membered I was gonna take some photos of them as they grew. 'Member how I did a post 'bout Wilb'rina lookin' at the dirt grow (it came in a funny hockey puck)? Well, that amaryllis is only 'bout an inch high now. But the other one, the one Big Mummy planted before Christmas, has been doin' some growin'. So I took a picture of Wilb'rina lookin' at it. It's 'bout the biggest amaryllis I ever saw.

Love,
Klu

Some Stuff 'Bout Me and Wilb'rina

Hi, it's me, Klu.

This is just a Some Stuff blog. I can't think of nothin' to do my blog 'bout. So I'll just tell you some stuff.

Me and Wilb'rina really like clementines. And we like to sing the song 'bout the darling clemetine. But our clementines aren't lost. They're right on the kitchen floor in a box. Here's a picture of us eatin' some clemetines. (We're 'llowed to eat clementines whenever we want, so we didn't get in trouble.)



Hannah G sent me an email 'bout Samuel. His nickname is Sammi. Hannah G made a bed for him and lots of stuff. I can't wait to see Sammi again. I miss him something fierce.

I’m kinda tired tonight. I think I'm gonna do some sleepin' now.

Love,
Klu

Doin' Some Tags For My Meme

Hi, it's me again, Klu the Bear.

I forgot to say that I decided I'm gonna tag Auntie Linseed for my meme. But I hope I don't get tagged again for a meme. Memes are a lot of work. I'd rather write posts 'bout my 'ventures and stuff like the grabber-chewer machine.

Love,
Klu

PS. Tag, Auntie Linseed, you're it.

The Grabber-Chewer Machine

Hi, it's me, Klu the Bear.

This morning the 'citing-est thing happened. I heard a big noise outside, so I looked out the window. And there were lots of big machines doin' some stuff with the snow. (Big Mummy said it was just like a live Richard Scarry book.) First, there was a road grader. He was driving along the bike lane, pushin' a long line of snow into the car lane. The line of snow was way taller than me (I'm nine and a half inches tall, you know.)

Then, the next machine was the grabber-chewer machine. He had two plows on the front that made all the snow go into his mouth. In his mouth, he had a grabber-chewer thing (Big Mummy said I could call it an auger) that chewed up the snow and spit it out onto a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt went up over the top of the grabber-chewer machine.

Then, there was a dump truck, but he was drivin' backwards! He had to drive backwards and try to catch the snow that shot off the conveyor belt from the grabber-chewer machine. Sometimes he missed the snow and it fell on the street. Huh. Huh. That made me laugh.

Then there were two more dump trucks, and they were drivin' backwards too.

When the grabber-chewer machine got right to our house, the first dump truck got full, so it drove away, and the next one backed up to start tryin' to catch the snow.

What I want to know is: where do they put the snow?

Love,
Klu

PS. I think I'm gonna draw a picture of the grabber-chewer machine now. I'll show it to you later.