My Next Life
In this life I'm a woman.
In my next life I'd like to come back as a
bear.
When you're a bear, you get to hibernate.
You do nothing but sleep for six months.
I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat
yourself stupid.
I could deal with that, too.
When you're a girl bear, you birth your
children (who are the size of walnuts)
while you're sleeping and wake to partially
grown, cute cuddly cubs.
I could definitely deal with that.
If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you
mean business.
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.
If your cubs get out of line, you swat them
too.
I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate expects you to
wake up growling.
He expects that you will have hairy legs and
excess body fat.
Yup...gonna be a bear.
Thanks to my good friend Don for sharing
this with me.
