During my lunch break I was watching t.v (scary criminal minds). My super peripheral vision spotted a little brown fuzzy butt running around the corner. I immediately txt Daddy of my sighting and further deduction that it might be Wilbear. “uh Oh Troubles”, says Daddy. I tell him about the rustling i heard. Possible capers. I let him know I don’t feel good and am gonna take a nap. I am sure i didn’t do anything wrong but that i thought Wilbear might have because i don’t feel well and he looks full. I don’t want to get framed. I mean look at this cute face.
I ask a few questions and I am directed to examine Mr. Beep’s bulging tummy.
I am not new to Capers and I continue with protocol: my line up of possible brown butts fitting the description.
I officially name the caper “the case of the missing bear claw”. I explain it is bear claw not Bear paw. I take a mug shot just to be official.
I have yet to solve the case. First I must know if stuffies can ever fib. Now I don’t think Wilbear would ever fib to me but I really wanted to take his mug shot.
Now for that nap time.
*disclaimer there may be more than one missing bear claw…yet to be determined