Maybe someday I’ll tell how I managed to get my new hat, but for now, let’s just say I look simply stunning in it, and may She never find out how I obtained it. I told her mailorder, but let’s just keep this as our little secret, OK? We’re all … Continue reading →
A western store. Just down from Colliseum Mall on Mercury? Thanks! Now. How do I get there? She does leave the motorcycle here during the day. She’d never notice I took it, I bet. Of course, I’ve never ridden one before, and I think She keeps the proof of insurance … Continue reading →
What does a polar bear need in Texas in December? It is Texas, do I need a cowboy hat and boots? Where will I find boots to fit me? I think that idea is definitely out. But what about a hat? Maybe I should wait until I get there and … Continue reading →
I came “this close” to posting while She was gone, but I decided to be a good bear and respect Her wishes that I remain off-line when She’s not here. We have a busy week this week. She’s taking me to Texas with Her, and we have to pack. I … Continue reading →
This is my first Thanksgiving out of captivity. She assures me I’ll enjoy it. We’re cooking today and having a friend over from Her work–the lady that made Nanuk for Her several months ago. Yes, MarFisk, She has a special selection of seal for me, provided courtesy of Dan, one … Continue reading →
Urban Legends Reference Pages: Inboxer Rebellion (Master/Slave) Now that She’s given me a reprieve from dictating my story until She gets Her life together, I have entirely too much time to surf the Internet. This little tidbit has appeared in numerous forms–on CNN’s site and Dave Barry’s Blog. I found … Continue reading →
then She cuts me off! I was right in the middle of something! At least She let me finish the scene. But that’s it. It’s all about Her. *She* has other things *She* must do. Did it matter that maybe *I* had something to do this month? Nooo. *She* needs … Continue reading →
I’ve been dictating since I got up this morning. Already more than 2000 words, and She wants more. “More,” She says. Come on! I have to collect my thoughts! She says, “Don’t worry about that now. We’ll get it in the rewrite.”
Continue reading →She had me dictate 3003 words today then decided to leave me in the middle of a party where my agent was obviously planning to get smashed–and so was one of my handlers. I’d just told Her they were both attracted to each other but the other didn’t know that … Continue reading →
After a week long break from dictating, She’s back at the House. That means She expects me to get back to work. After the Spurs dismal results last night, I have to admit I’m in the mood for an alternate activity. I know these guys are better than we’re seeing. … Continue reading →