If you’re a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing for six months. I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you’re supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.
If you’re a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you’re sleeping and wake to partially grown, but cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that!
If you’re a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.
If you’re a bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat. Yup, I wanna be a bear.
Note: Special Thanks to Tina for the insight :) Gotta Love the little things we learn at while at Physical Therapy.
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