More Fun in the Snow

This week, there was more snow on the hill where Polar and Grizzly live so, after a big slice of toast and marmalade, Hanley Bear and I went out to play in it. 

The snow was quite cold on our paws but our new sock jumpers and hats kept our bodies warm as we explored the garden, looking at the tracks made by different birds and by our neighbour's black cat.  We have only ever seen the cat from the kitchen window.  He is big and fierce.  If Grizzly sees him, he shoos him away because he chases the birds.  We don't think he would be friendly to small bears, but Hanley Bear and I think we could scare him away if we growled as loudly as we can and did our hardest hard stares at him. 

After running about and playing snowballs for a little while, we decided we would build a new snowbear who would be bigger than me.  For this, we first needed a really big snowball for his body.  Hanley Bear started rolling one, making his way down the garden path towards the vegetable patch.  When it was too big for him to push any further, I took over rolling the big snowball and Hanley started making another one, to be our snowbear's head.  We pushed our snowballs all the way down the vegetable plot path, then came all the way back and, when we had finished, I had a big enough ball of snow for our bear's body and Hanley had one big enough for his head. 

Balancing the head snowball on the body snowball was tricky.  Once we had done this, we had to shape our bear's face to give him a proper nose and ears, then add front and back paws.  It took us ages to get it right but, once we had finished, we were very pleased with our bear.  He was taller than me, standing up on his back paws and we hoped, by standing him in the middle of the path that he would keep the big black cat away from the birds.

'We need something to make him some eyes, so he looks real and fierce,' I said to Hanley Bear.
Hanley said he had an idea and he ran back up the garden path and waved at Polar through the window.  When she came out, he asked her for two of our grapes.  When she gave them to him, he ran back down the path to me and our snowbear.
'Look what I've got!' he cried.
'Elevenses!' I replied, and ate one of the grapes.  Building snowbears is very hard work and makes you hungry.
'They were going to be his eyes, duck,' Hanley Bear explained.  'But I am feeling peckish myself.'  So we decided the snowbear didn't need eyes after all and he ate the other grape.

By now, our paws were quite cold and wet so we went back indoors and Polar dried our front paws with a towel and wrapped our back paws up in one, so they didn't make the settee wet.

'If more snow falls tonight, can we make a sledge?' I asked.
'If you only use it on the drive and not on the road, I don't see why not,' Polar said.
'Yay!' cheered Hanley.
Unfortunately, the next morning, almost all the snow had gone.  But our snowbear was still standing in the middle of the path, scaring the big, black cat away.