Rosie and the Bear

My sister, Dana, invited us to lunch last Sunday.  My big brother, Mike, was here from Michigan and we all got together before he had to leave.  The kids got to go fishing in the pond.  Uncle Roger had made stick fishing poles with bobbers and they all caught fish.  It was a fun day.

Rosie came with us and she and her cousin, Milo, got to play together and go down to the pond with us.  Dana had recently bought a bear statue for her yard and has it near the pond. We wanted to see what Rosie's reaction would be so we took her to see the bear.  We thought she would be scared since she is usually such a scaredy cat.

She didn't see the bear at first and when she did, she was not really scared at all, just intrigued. She didn't even bark at the bear.

She didn't try to play with it like she would another pet or one of her toys.  I guess it was too big for her to get too close.

Who knows, maybe she had a little respect for the bear and decided to be nice and not jump up and down in his face.  Just in case he was real and he did have those big sharp teeth.

I wonder what she really thought.

I love my Rosie, bear lover or not.