Grady The Bear

—Grady The Bear—

I woke this morning at 8 a.m.

That seems to be my schedule for now.

I noticed it had rained during the night, and I wanted to make sure the sealant around the lamps that I had installed the day before worked.
So, I walked outside to make sure the lights still worked.

The lights have a “Test” switch you can use to test the light out.
I pushed the test switch, and the light came on.
I eyeballed the lights, and it appeared the sealant had worked and kept the rain out.

I sensed something watching me.
I turned to look, and there it was—a Bear—less than six feet away from me.

My Colostomy, “Lenny,” began making noises.
Then, my Urostomy, “Squiggy,” began making noises.
I swear, if I’m ever in a situation where I need to hide from someone and keep quiet, “Lenny and Squiggy” will give my location away. So, in short, don’t hide with me.

This bear wasn’t “Gladys the bear” either. This bear was not tagged, and I felt like it was a male bear. So I named him “Grady.” I figure since “Gladys” starts with a “G,” then the male bear name should also begin with a “G.” I digress.

Once I gained control of my body, I walked to the cabin door, opened the door, and walked inside.

I then visited the restroom.

That’s all for now.

Love you,



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