No Gnawing Allowed
"I'm sorry but the bear had to die. At least it was a virtual bear,"
sez Sande to S'leff, who is too upset to speak.
"I am going to gnaw on your arm," sez S'leff.
"I never gnawed on your arm," insists Sande. "I gnawed on your leg."
"I am going to gnaw on your arm," sez S'leff.
"Heyyyyy," sez Sande, pushing S'leff back.
"Maybe we need a mutual no gnawing agreement."
Labels: S'leff
Upside Down!
"Upside down!" sez Sande, pushing S'leffie and Philippe out of their headstands.
"I'm not upside down," sez S'lili. "I'm sideways."
Labels: Philippe, S'leff, S'lili
S'leff knows it all
"Hello Mr. Big Brain," sez Sande, who is bothering S'leff.
"I don't have a big brain," sez S'leff matter-of-factly. "In fact, you have a bigger brain than me."
"Maybe you don't have a brain at all!" teases Sande
"I have a brain." sez S'leff crossly.
Labels: S'leff
Tall
"I'm tall," sez S'leff.
"Are you?" muses Sande. "Well, maybe for a baby polar bear."
"I'm growing too!" sez S'leff, "It's just that everything else is growing at exactly the same proportion."
Labels: S'leff
wishful thinking
Sande sez: "Philippe, why can't you be more like S'leffie? He's so good-natured. I attribute this to his constant deep meditation."
And S'leff sez: "I'm very good at Stare at the Spot!"
Labels: Philippe, S'leff
the origin of species
one day, Sande was wondering what species was Mr. Fuzzy Butt...
"An Antelope!" sez S'lessie. "Antelopes have cute butts!"
"Fuzzius Buttus is known to be half-bear," sez S'leff, peering over his book. "And he walks upright."
"You're not saying Mr. Fuzzy Butt is Bigfoot?" sez Sande, surprised.
"Mr. Fuzzy Butt!" corrects little S'lili, "Not Bigfoot."
"Well, he does have big feet," sez Sande, who knows such things.
Labels: Mr. Fuzzy Butt, S'leff, S'less, S'lili
*bouncies*
"Hug me! Worship me!"
sez Sonata
who is not being needy but is basking in the Radiance that is She!
Later:S'leff, who's charged with helping Sande finish her book, approaches, ears flat, eyes in reproach
"I've been with my idol," sez Sande, hugging Sonata
"That's right," snaps S'leff. "You've been idling!"
"heyyyyyyyyyyyy," sez Sonata as S'leff noses her off. "You're just jealous you're not me."
Labels: S'leff, Sonata
on the predatory nature of bears
"I of course taste like carpet," sez S'leff, "but Philippe here tastes like caramel ice cream, mmmm MMMM!"
Labels: Philippe, S'leff
S'leff sez
S'leff sez: "I taste like carpet."
and Sande sez: "Wot?! You don't taste like blueberry sponge cake?!"
Labels: S'leff
