Hierarchies and bears

I'm not sure aprecious is massively happy today since I am have been showing quite a lot more attention to sheep poo than her. I mean whatever, Trevor. Get over yourself. Some things just matter more than frisbees.

She did after, yodelling and waving her arms about, mention that I might be getting a new bear to play with. He has an eye issue, apparently. Can't wait.

Direct quote from aprecious "Maud, weary legs and a tired arm are the the cross I'd bear for you but if I can't pull your attention from sheep sh*t, we're in massive BIG trouble."

Sorry. This is a terrible joke. I blame Susan Caroline.