Papa Bear

Papa bear was 48 years old, whoa.. I couldn’t believe it, he was my oldest sister belongings, and still survive up until now.

He used to make a disagreement noise something like this- *eaaaaowwrrrrggglll… – if I push his bellybutton, but he was to tired to answer me now..

Precious. Papa Bear. He lost his voice, his smooth fur, his clothes and softness. And still I adore him.



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