Bear was bored yesterday. Not just 'bored' but BORED BORED BORED. Actually he was tired. I knew better than to suggest things like going for a walk, reading practice or anything, really. Bear was too shattered to be anything but BORED.
As I stood up to go and peel things for dinner, bear looked at me aghast. 'You can't leave me here on my own, bored!' he said incredulously.
My expression must have told its own story because 'IT WASN'T FAIR'. I still went and peeled things. The summer holidays last for 42 days. I am going to start planning now for it. Forty Two days.