I am leaving Jan, Russ and Oregon behind and I am travelling to a new city, a new country, a new continent.
This time, I know where I am going to. Russ said I will go to a country called Hungary. Again, I was a good bear and didn’t remind him that it is spelled “hungry” – I will never fully understand American spelling!
So, once again, I am in my little box, with a flask of coffee and something called PB and J sandwiches. Jan told me this means Peanut Butter and Jelly. I peeked inside and saw the peanut butter, which I love. There was also some jam, that Jan obviously forgot to tell me about, but absolutely no jelly whatsoever, which was very disappointing. I guess that she must have made them in the dark and used the wrong ingredients. They are still very tasty though!
It is always hard to say goodbye to new friends, but this was particularly difficult. Jan and Russ (and Sammy their cat) were wonderful people and they took me on so many different adventures and fed me so much food that my little tummy almost exploded. I had a very ‘Hippy‘ time with them both
You see Jan, I can spell American too…
Thank you both for an ‘awesome’ experience.
I am a little lost bear. I have lost my owner, my friends, my home and my memory. I do have some cloudy memories of a little girl but I cannot see her face when I close my eyes. I cannot remember anything else about my life apart from that.
I think my name is Jumble. That was the name given to me by the old lady who found me.
I am trying to find my way back home using the postal service as a way to travel around the world.