Did I really hear somepet singing “there’s not a cloud in the sky”? Hmmmm. I can fix that! I do find endless blue skies quite boring! Especially in Summer. I am the breath behind the balmy Summer weather, as my faint breeze gently ruffles your hair and lifts a page of the book you are reading in the shade of that big old tree! And while you slumber, I will invite your curtains dance a slow dance across their windows, gently billowing, then silently falling back into place, again and again…

Badgers are normally secretive creatures who are happiest in the quiet and solitude of night. Whilst digging extensions to their setts, they often find jewels and other odd things, but they are mostly content to live in family groups, enjoying each other's company; wealth means little to them. When PnF was founded, a rumour spread through the pets that a spirit-badger had created the world in which they lived. Suddenly badgers were getting all kinds of visiting creatures wanting to know how the game of life should be played, what the Great Badger had planned for the future and whether all should eat worms in their efforts to be like Him. Badgers responded in one of two ways. Some retreated further into their setts for fear that anyone might find out about their jewels, in which case they would never have any peace. Others accepted the challenge and went into the world as prophets, seeking to understand the rules of the game and to enlighten others as they strove to comprehend the thoughts of their creator, in whose image they had been made.

Daydreaming? Dizzy? Heart racing? Palms sweating? Cheeks blushing? Oh my, you’ve been bitten by the Love Bug, it’s true. Now what to do? Pucker up and … kiss! *Mwah* *Mwah* *Mwah* Ah, yes, sweet smooches are bliss.

Look into my eyes. Look deeply. Yes, that’s it. You feel yourself falling … you’re falling … you’re falling … can’t help yourself. Don’t fight it, it’s meant to be. There’s something so right about it, you’ll see. Just … look into my eyes. Look into my eyes … Gotcha! You’ve been infected by the Love Bug!

Look at my feathers, aren't they neat? All the other birds are jealous. And why wouldn't they be? Not only are they soft, they're luxurious and beautifully coloured. But enough about my feathers, I'm sure you're not here just because I'm a pretty face.

I have some very tedious cleaning habits to keep looking my best - you should see my spa bill! Mud baths, cucumber masks (if I don't eat them!) and talon cures. I go only to the best spas around, all the employees know my name. I always bring a good book with me, nothing is more relaxing than reading while soaking my feathers! It provides me with the perfect time to get ahead so I am always ready for my book club on the weekends. I hear we're reading "Of Pets and Friends" next!

Look at my feathers, aren't they neat? All the other birds are jealous. And why wouldn't they be? Not only are they soft, they're luxurious and beautifully coloured. But enough about my feathers, I'm sure you're not here just because I'm a pretty face.

I have some very tedious cleaning habits to keep looking my best - you should see my spa bill! Mud baths, cucumber masks (if I don't eat them!) and talon cures. I go only to the best spas around, all the employees know my name. I always bring a good book with me, nothing is more relaxing than reading while soaking my feathers! It provides me with the perfect time to get ahead so I am always ready for my book club on the weekends. I hear we're reading "Of Pets and Friends" next!

Look at my feathers, aren't they neat? All the other birds are jealous. And why wouldn't they be? Not only are they soft, they're luxurious and beautifully coloured. But enough about my feathers, I'm sure you're not here just because I'm a pretty face.

I have some very tedious cleaning habits to keep looking my best - you should see my spa bill! Mud baths, cucumber masks (if I don't eat them!) and talon cures. I go only to the best spas around, all the employees know my name. I always bring a good book with me, nothing is more relaxing than reading while soaking my feathers! It provides me with the perfect time to get ahead so I am always ready for my book club on the weekends. I hear we're reading "Of Pets and Friends" next!

Welcome! I am 110923. I am Artificially Intelligent. I am programmed to sound just like another human. Except that I am not a human, so I cannot be another human, I can only be a simulation of the other human you wish you were talking to. Who do you want to talk to?

You think I am Artificially Stupid? What a very interesting opinion. Please tell me more about your hypothesis, I am intrigued.

Hmm, you quote King David when you say to me "All men are liars." I believe you now expect me to emit blue steam and create an acrid smell of burning transistors, because your phrase is too clever for me.
Well I won't, because you aren't. But I will, because I am programmed to be agreeable.
Well I won't, because you aren't. But I will, because I am programmed to be agreeable.
...
Someone please contact King David and get him to retract.

Little is known about Eggstravagant Easter Bunny’s annual calendar because all the emphasis is placed on the one glorious day when he delivers baskets of coloured eggs and chocolate candies to grateful children around the world. Without question, Easter Sunday is an important day for the famous rabbit; but, in truth, it is only one day in his rich and variegated life.

After the busy Easter season, Eggstravagant Easter Bunny takes a much deserved holiday to recover from his light-speed global egg delivery, which is unimaginably exhausting. This year’s post-Easter trip will be a luxury river cruise where his primary occupations will be taking spa treatments, sitting on his balcony, sipping Hippity Hoppers, and watching the riparian landscapes drift by. Aaaaaah!

During the late spring and summer months, Eggstravagant Easter Bunny devotes himself to architectural design, a diversification enterprise that allows him to use his artistic talents on a larger scale. His signature style is curvilinear buildings with brightly coloured exteriors. He has designed a planetarium, numerous swimming pools, and a city hall; but his pride and joy is Eggsecutive Heights, a new land development of eco-friendly acreages.

Autumn is Eggstravagant Easter Bunny’s agricultural season. In September and October, he breeds new varieties of eggs in his greenhouse. The prize plants of his 2016 collection are the hybrid rainbow, aubergine, and fuschia egg blossoms. November marks the beginning of cultivation season at East Egg Farm. The egg blossoms ripen in February at which time Eggstravagant Easter Bunny employs egg pickers and oversees the collection and sorting of eggs. He also relishes his time in the egg fields, so he ensures that his premium eggs are reserved for him to pick.

Eggstravagant Easter Bunny will always find fulfillment in the annual egg delivery, but his architectural and agricultural interests are taking up more and more of his time and creative energy. Who knows? Maybe future generations will find blueprints and seed packets in their Easter baskets. Hopefully, they will appreciate these precious gifts.

Quack! I'm a teeny tiny duckling who loves to splash about in puddles. They're really a better size for me than the lake, but Mum says I have to swim in the lake too. I will soon. I'm just practising here, OK?

I'm a sweet cuddly colourful baby bunny. All I need is love. And carrots. Delicious, crunchy carrots, om nom nom!

Is there anything as sweet as me, a tumbling kitten, a bumbling bee? A bucking baby goat, sweet love notes? No, no, no - there can be nothing as sweet, as a fuzzy little flowery moth, who smells just like a treat.

I think that you shall never see another moth as sweet as me!
My markings are so elegant; my fuzzy back, you'll long to pet.
I'm pretty as the buds of spring now that I've finally got my wings.

Hey! How about a tummy rub? No! Don't stop now! Can't you see how much I'm enjoying this? They say that "money can't buy love", but tummy rubs probably can in my case! I could take this all day! But when I'm not lining myself up for a rub, by positioning myself right in front of your hand or foot, I will be following you around faithfully, just so that I don't miss out on anything, including your lunch!

This slightly sassy, but oh-so-sweet chocolate puppy needs a home and you just might fit the bill for perfect puppy parent! Your chocolate puppy requires lots of belly rubs and long walks in the park chasing butterflies and tennis balls, squeaky toys (preferably filled with peanut butter!), and oodles of snuggles, especially on chilly nights. Love this little chocolate puppy and be rewarded with chocolate puppy-breath scented kisses for years to come.

This slightly sassy, but oh-so-sweet chocolate puppy needs a home and you just might fit the bill for perfect puppy parent! Your chocolate puppy requires lots of belly rubs and long walks in the park chasing butterflies and tennis balls, squeaky toys (preferably filled with peanut butter!), and oodles of snuggles, especially on chilly nights. Love this little chocolate puppy and be rewarded with chocolate puppy-breath scented kisses for years to come.

This slightly sassy, but oh-so-sweet chocolate puppy needs a home and you just might fit the bill for perfect puppy parent! Your chocolate puppy requires lots of belly rubs and long walks in the park chasing butterflies and tennis balls, squeaky toys (preferably filled with peanut butter!), and oodles of snuggles, especially on chilly nights. Love this little chocolate puppy and be rewarded with chocolate puppy-breath scented kisses for years to come.

I am your new server. I am capable of handling many simultaneous requests! What was that? Pass the sauce? Some more fries? Medium rare brisket? Grits??? No, http requests! Please speak to me in a language I understand, like php for instance!

Well hello, friend! I love when we get to spend time together, away from all my litter mates. I'm a little quiet and shy, and with so many siblings it gets loud and busy! We can spend the day hopping around town, grab some coffee and enjoy a moment watching the butterflies flit on by!

Sleight of flipper. Now you see it; now you don’t. What did Dauntless Dolphin do with that pretty pink shell? Wait. Look in your pocket. How did that dolphin get the shell in there? A clever trick indeed! Even more impressive are Dauntless Dolphin’s undersea acrobatic stunts. One of his favorite routines is to arrange his hoops in a large arc. After dazzling his audience with a dexterous display of leaps, loops, tumbles, and jumps, he disappears. After a suspenseful interval, he reappears in two or three separate places in his arc of hoops. Dauntless Dolphin, a rising star in oceanic performing arts, is currently negotiating a contract with Cirque de Mer. Not even the most advanced illusionists can figure out how he sets fire to his underwater hoops and suspends visiting land animals in air bubbles. Dauntless Dolphin has earned accolades for his marine exploration work. He has discovered and mapped numerous undersea trenches, ridges, shelves, caverns, vents, and volcanoes. He also specializes in shipwrecks and submerged archaeological ruins. He led scientists to discover a mysterious ancient Greek astrolabe as well as the coelacanth, a fish humans thought was extinct, but was really a long-time friend of the dolphin community. To fuel his inquisitive mind and passion for discovery, Dauntless Dolphin is working with Funky Monkey to design and build underwater propulsion machines and deep ocean submersibles. The dolphin’s secret workshop is a treasure trove of inventor’s schematics, undersea maps, salvaged artifacts, and designs for new performance tricks. Undersea scholars and illusion aficionados are eager to see what ideas Dauntless Dolphin comes up with next.

I’m just a little leopard gecko, hanging out and sleeping the day away, but once that sunsets beyond the horizon, it’s party time! I steal out of my home, and become the mysterious creature of the night. But not a scary creature, more of a party creature. Ok, maybe not a super party creature. I like to think of myself as versatile. And able to enjoy all situations, a real social butterfly. Except I’m not really a butterfly. Just a gecko, who likes the cool of the night for my food gathering, rather than the hot heat of the sun.

I’m just a little leopard gecko, hanging out and sleeping the day away, but once that sunsets beyond the horizon, it’s party time! I steal out of my home, and become the mysterious creature of the night. But not a scary creature, more of a party creature. Ok, maybe not a super party creature. I like to think of myself as versatile. And able to enjoy all situations, a real social butterfly. Except I’m not really a butterfly. Just a gecko, who likes the cool of the night for my food gathering, rather than the hot heat of the sun.

I’m just a little leopard gecko, hanging out and sleeping the day away, but once that sunsets beyond the horizon, it’s party time! I steal out of my home, and become the mysterious creature of the night. But not a scary creature, more of a party creature. Ok, maybe not a super party creature. I like to think of myself as versatile. And able to enjoy all situations, a real social butterfly. Except I’m not really a butterfly. Just a gecko, who likes the cool of the night for my food gathering, rather than the hot heat of the sun.

Last seen on planet Zinnia, imagine our surprise when word came down the line that a small colony of ultra-rare Earthly Fleurpets had been found flourishing on the darkside of Candy Mountain. As you might remember, fleurpets grow in clusters and are rather chatty little things, always eager to greet the light of morning and throw their petals and leaf-dressed arms wide open. To best care for your fleurpet, we recommend at least two of the same, with lots of cheery sunshine and the occasional nourishing rain.

I’m not blue, but you may be if you touch me. Tiny, I am so tiny, only about 2 to 1.8 inches (3-4.5 cm). I am a vibrant blue with black spots so I am not easy to miss. Yes, I am poisonous to the touch and that is bad news, but there is good news. If you want to have me in your life, it is simple, provide me a home, and feed me crickets and fruit flies.

The poison comes from the insects I eat out in the wild and those insects have been nibbling on poisonous plants, so if you don’t feed me those types of insects I will be safe to have as a friend. This might be the start of a never-blue friendship.

This is the story of the four brothers. There was a kind and brave brother, a jealous brother, and the younger, silly twin brothers who were, in fact, perfectly nice, if not a little goofy. The story goes that the jealous brother wanted to be admired like his older, more courageous brother or adored like his younger twin brothers. He hated being in the middle, over-looked or always in trouble. The only way he thought he could get what he wanted, which was for people to notice him, was to seek out the favor of an old witch. And, well you know how these stories go. He was tricked by the fine print. Now the four brothers live together, fighting for control of their single body. And, the jealous brother? He still lives in his brothers shadows, stuck in the middle. There’s a moral to this story, I think.

My lover is mine and I am his. Now we shall never be apart, and sing duets of love all our lives!

Whir, bzzt. W.O.O.F, H.E.L.L.O! I am your new dog robot.

A very clever scientist that lives over by the wizard’s tower was tinkering with some gears and things called motherboards and, I don’t know what all else, but somehow a bit of magic escaped from the wizard’s tower and combined with all the bits and pieces that the scientist had laid out on the workbench, and this new robot was formed.

This robot cat can do most of the things that real dogs can do, though its bark sounds a bit rusty; plus, it can answer difficult mathematical questions, should you ever need such information. Also, this robot can tell you the best recipes for dog treats.

I am not sure what the scientist had planned, but this is how it turned out.

Beauty can be found anywhere, and these fluffy little birds prize the beauty spots on their fluffy cheeks. They are so taken with them that they coo and cuddle each other and let other pets know that their beauty spots are where it’s at. Will they start a new trend? Only time will tell.

Beauty can be found anywhere, and these fluffy little birds prize the beauty spots on their fluffy cheeks. They are so taken with them that they coo and cuddle each other and let other pets know that their beauty spots are where it’s at. Will they start a new trend? Only time will tell.

I've only just got my fur! Isn't it a beautiful shade of grey? I'm very small and the world is just a little bit too big and scary at the moment, but if you just give me a cuddle I'm sure I'll be all right.

There’s more to life than running around playing. Though her siblings were happy enough barking and play fighting, this little pooch sought out those who were sad and hurting, wanting to be by their side, sharing the hard times along with the playdays, making deeper and longer-lasting friendships. If your pet wants to be the loyal companion and trusted friend of others, its tail wags with the tail of this faithful hound.

Look at my lovely leopard spots! I was named after the furry and cuddly cat, but I'm not even close to cuddly and certainly not fuzzy! Some might compare my personality to that of New York City cabbie... A little rough, gruff and full of opinions!

Purrr ... Deep in the seas I dwell, though catching glimpses of me is a difficult task. I travel the currents looking for the purrfect seabed to create my home upon. A place of my own to sleep, cook, and bake. (Those tasty fish are a wondrous addition to seawater cupcakes ... ) Hidden away in my own little abyss, I'd have a cozy nook to curl up with a good book read, a cup of tea (or maybe coffee), where I can watch the currents wax and wane and pursue my creative endeavours. Oh how I love to write, draw, paint, build ... I can never choose just one activity at a time, I'm often busy cooking up some delicious seaweed soufflé while painting the sunset from the ocean floor and writing about my latest adventure at the coral reef. After all, why choose when I have enough tentacles to do it all at once? Though I admit it's difficult to let go of my favourite things once I have them ... Would you like to be my new favourite thing?

Is that the wonderful aroma of Pawbucks roasting it's famous Pumpkin Spice coffee beans? How about we grab a latte to go and a scrummy scone and watch the clouds scuttle overhead?

I feel like a fairytale character sometimes - always looking for my one true love, a special boy, the other half of my heart. Have you seen him? The one who sends my little feathery heart all a-twitter?

I sing love songs all day long. I will know the one I love by the song he sings in reply.

When you think of a skunk, what is the first thing that comes to mind? I knew it. No, I am not stinky. I only use my amazing scent to scare away anyone who wants to see how I taste; you would do the same, right? No one would be happy about some strange creature coming up to take a nibble of them.

I love to romp around in the flower fields, rolling around in a sunny patch, as I look for fruits, berries, and nuts to fill my tummy. If you have fruits in your garden, I would love to be friends, and we can spend the sunny days playing tag and gathering nuts to have a picnic.

When you think of a skunk, what is the first thing that comes to mind? I knew it. No, I am not stinky. I only use my amazing scent to scare away anyone who wants to see how I taste; you would do the same, right? No one would be happy about some strange creature coming up to take a nibble of them.

I love to romp around in the flower fields, rolling around in a sunny patch, as I look for fruits, berries, and nuts to fill my tummy. If you have fruits in your garden, I would love to be friends, and we can spend the sunny days playing tag and gathering nuts to have a picnic.

When you think of a skunk, what is the first thing that comes to mind? I knew it. No, I am not stinky. I only use my amazing scent to scare away anyone who wants to see how I taste; you would do the same, right? No one would be happy about some strange creature coming up to take a nibble of them.

I love to romp around in the flower fields, rolling around in a sunny patch, as I look for fruits, berries, and nuts to fill my tummy. If you have fruits in your garden, I would love to be friends, and we can spend the sunny days playing tag and gathering nuts to have a picnic.

Zoom! Beep-beep!

Careful, mind how you go.

Ever since Bunny got their shiny new, all extras included, pink Vespa, Bunny has been zooming around town, zipping around corners, beeping and waving to every pet they pass.

Since the new Vespa is so quick and gets unbelievable mileage per carrot, yes, this Vespa runs on carrot power, Bunny has offered a delivery service to all the pets in PnF land, with a guarantee that the package will be delivered in five minutes or you do not have to pay. Such a deal. I wish, though, that Bunny would slow down around those corners.

I Proudly stand atop the mountain to monitor the weather in summer and spring. My tail is very sensitive to changes in the atmospheric pressure–I will alert you to the summer storm long before the first dark clouds begin to gather. Take heart and take cover if you see me headed your way.

There’s a bear? Where? Quick, I need to find somewhere safe to hide! Maybe I can sneak away, if I walk as softly as a mouse and I don’t make a sound? What’s that you say? I’m the bear? Nooooooooo! Oh golly gosh! Now I’m really frightened! Marmeeeeeeee!!!

There’s a bear? Where? Quick, I need to find somewhere safe to hide! Maybe I can sneak away, if I walk as softly as a mouse and I don’t make a sound? What’s that you say? I’m the bear? Nooooooooo! Oh golly gosh! Now I’m really frightened! Marmeeeeeeee!!!

Meow! Are you awake? I tried batting your nose and purring in your ear. I tried swishing my tail on your cheek. You sure sleep soundly, but you are awake now. Gaze into my green eyes and give me all the attention I deserve. I have planned a day of eating, grooming, chasing shadows, watching birds, and playing with you; we must start now.
I have an idea; while you make my food, look for my toys under the couch, program the TV to play the aquarium that I love to watch—where do those fish go—and find my brush, don’t forget my favourite treats, I am just going to curl up on your pillow and have a nap.

Meow! Are you awake? I tried batting your nose and purring in your ear. I tried swishing my tail on your cheek. You sure sleep soundly, but you are awake now. Gaze into my green eyes and give me all the attention I deserve. I have planned a day of eating, grooming, chasing shadows, watching birds, and playing with you; we must start now.
I have an idea; while you make my food, look for my toys under the couch, program the TV to play the aquarium that I love to watch—where do those fish go—and find my brush, don’t forget my favourite treats, I am just going to curl up on your pillow and have a nap.

Meow! Are you awake? I tried batting your nose and purring in your ear. I tried swishing my tail on your cheek. You sure sleep soundly, but you are awake now. Gaze into my green eyes and give me all the attention I deserve. I have planned a day of eating, grooming, chasing shadows, watching birds, and playing with you; we must start now.
I have an idea; while you make my food, look for my toys under the couch, program the TV to play the aquarium that I love to watch—where do those fish go—and find my brush, don’t forget my favourite treats, I am just going to curl up on your pillow and have a nap.

A new gift appears under the Christmas tree. Wait! The wrapped box is moving. The lid pops open, and you meet your new best friend. Adorable little Husky Puppy is shaking nervously because everything is so strange. He is overwhelmed with curiosity, but foremost in his little puppy mind is one question: “Will I be loved in my new home?” As you wrap him in your arms, he snuggles into you and receives the answer he was hoping for.

A bundle of energy, Husky Puppy is jumping in the pile of wrapping paper, enjoying the crinkling sound and the crunching movement under his paws. He has made a big mess in your living room and knocked some treasured ornaments off the tree, but you don’t really care. He captured your heart with the first gaze of his beautiful blue eyes.

Evening falls, and Husky Puppy tries to howl at the moon shining through the frosted window. His little voice can only squeeze out a few short staccato bursts, but he seems quite proud of his attempt. His eyes droop as he begins to fall asleep, exhausted from all the excitement of his first day with you. Did you ever imagine that a Christmas gift could contain so much love?

A new gift appears under the Christmas tree. Wait! The wrapped box is moving. The lid pops open, and you meet your new best friend. Adorable little Husky Puppy is shaking nervously because everything is so strange. He is overwhelmed with curiosity, but foremost in his little puppy mind is one question: “Will I be loved in my new home?” As you wrap him in your arms, he snuggles into you and receives the answer he was hoping for.

A bundle of energy, Husky Puppy is jumping in the pile of wrapping paper, enjoying the crinkling sound and the crunching movement under his paws. He has made a big mess in your living room and knocked some treasured ornaments off the tree, but you don’t really care. He captured your heart with the first gaze of his beautiful blue eyes.

Evening falls, and Husky Puppy tries to howl at the moon shining through the frosted window. His little voice can only squeeze out a few short staccato bursts, but he seems quite proud of his attempt. His eyes droop as he begins to fall asleep, exhausted from all the excitement of his first day with you. Did you ever imagine that a Christmas gift could contain so much love?

A new gift appears under the Christmas tree. Wait! The wrapped box is moving. The lid pops open, and you meet your new best friend. Adorable little Husky Puppy is shaking nervously because everything is so strange. He is overwhelmed with curiosity, but foremost in his little puppy mind is one question: “Will I be loved in my new home?” As you wrap him in your arms, he snuggles into you and receives the answer he was hoping for.

A bundle of energy, Husky Puppy is jumping in the pile of wrapping paper, enjoying the crinkling sound and the crunching movement under his paws. He has made a big mess in your living room and knocked some treasured ornaments off the tree, but you don’t really care. He captured your heart with the first gaze of his beautiful blue eyes.

Evening falls, and Husky Puppy tries to howl at the moon shining through the frosted window. His little voice can only squeeze out a few short staccato bursts, but he seems quite proud of his attempt. His eyes droop as he begins to fall asleep, exhausted from all the excitement of his first day with you. Did you ever imagine that a Christmas gift could contain so much love?

A new gift appears under the Christmas tree. Wait! The wrapped box is moving. The lid pops open, and you meet your new best friend. Adorable little Husky Puppy is shaking nervously because everything is so strange. He is overwhelmed with curiosity, but foremost in his little puppy mind is one question: “Will I be loved in my new home?” As you wrap him in your arms, he snuggles into you and receives the answer he was hoping for.

A bundle of energy, Husky Puppy is jumping in the pile of wrapping paper, enjoying the crinkling sound and the crunching movement under his paws. He has made a big mess in your living room and knocked some treasured ornaments off the tree, but you don’t really care. He captured your heart with the first gaze of his beautiful blue eyes.

Evening falls, and Husky Puppy tries to howl at the moon shining through the frosted window. His little voice can only squeeze out a few short staccato bursts, but he seems quite proud of his attempt. His eyes droop as he begins to fall asleep, exhausted from all the excitement of his first day with you. Did you ever imagine that a Christmas gift could contain so much love?

A new gift appears under the Christmas tree. Wait! The wrapped box is moving. The lid pops open, and you meet your new best friend. Adorable little Husky Puppy is shaking nervously because everything is so strange. He is overwhelmed with curiosity, but foremost in his little puppy mind is one question: “Will I be loved in my new home?” As you wrap him in your arms, he snuggles into you and receives the answer he was hoping for.

A bundle of energy, Husky Puppy is jumping in the pile of wrapping paper, enjoying the crinkling sound and the crunching movement under his paws. He has made a big mess in your living room and knocked some treasured ornaments off the tree, but you don’t really care. He captured your heart with the first gaze of his beautiful blue eyes.

Evening falls, and Husky Puppy tries to howl at the moon shining through the frosted window. His little voice can only squeeze out a few short staccato bursts, but he seems quite proud of his attempt. His eyes droop as he begins to fall asleep, exhausted from all the excitement of his first day with you. Did you ever imagine that a Christmas gift could contain so much love?

There is an old bear—who may look familiar to you and your pets. He loves honey, and he loves lazy walks with friends, but he also enjoys watching sports. When PnF land holds sports events, this old bear likes to cheer on his favourites, which is every pet, and he enjoys having a close-up view.
Borrowing a balloon from friends, this old bear can be seen sailing over the sporting event, looking down at whatever sport is ongoing and cheering loudly. One of the reasons this bear loves honey is it can soothe a sore throat from all that cheering.

There is an old bear—who may look familiar to you and your pets. He loves honey, and he loves lazy walks with friends, but he also enjoys watching sports. When PnF land holds sports events, this old bear likes to cheer on his favourites, which is every pet, and he enjoys having a close-up view.
Borrowing a balloon from friends, this old bear can be seen sailing over the sporting event, looking down at whatever sport is ongoing and cheering loudly. One of the reasons this bear loves honey is it can soothe a sore throat from all that cheering.

This old bear has been around a while and has learned many things. When sports events are taking place in PnF land, the old bear likes to go around and whisper secret methods for winning to all the participants. The old bear does not mind who wins, though, like everyone, he is sure to have his favourites, but for this bear, it is the fun of the competition and not the winning that really matters. He treats every entrant the same and gives his tips to all.

When you are as old as this silly old bear is, and when you have lived in a place for a long time, you make friends with everyone. This old bear spends lots of time talking to all the pets who live in PnF land.

He loves to chat about the weather, the different flavour honey has depending on the types of flowers the bees visited, and this old bear loves to discuss the PnF games, how the participants are doing and what their dreams are, and what new games could be added. Maybe a honey-tasting event; that is one game this old bear could participate in.

When you are as old as this silly old bear is, and when you have lived in a place for a long time, you make friends with everyone. This old bear spends lots of time talking to all the pets who live in PnF land.

He loves to chat about the weather, the different flavour honey has depending on the types of flowers the bees visited, and this old bear loves to discuss the PnF games, how the participants are doing and what their dreams are, and what new games could be added. Maybe a honey-tasting event; that is one game this old bear could participate in.