Just Wanted Some Bearberry Pie

Last Spring, Bearbearette, Pearpear and I thought it would be nice if we could have our own garden. So we went outside and made one. Since none of us have particularly strong or nimble arms and legs, we were somewhat limited in what we could plant. We decided to make a little square garden, with little white and pink flowers, and sweet bearberry bushes.

I worked a long time in that garden throughout the past year, watering it, watching it, and giving my flowers air kisses so they can grow happier like me. And I must say, it wasn't always easy tilting the watering pot when I can barely stretch my hands beyond my cheeks.

We've been so excited because the flowers have grown quite happily, and bearberries have popped up and begun to plump up. Bearbearette has been thinking for weeks how she can use the bearberries for dessert when they are ripe enough. Earlier this week, when we went outside to get some sun (I'm the only one who tans) we noticed that half the bearberries were gone! We searched and searched around the house, I checked under the deck, near the sidewalk, and along our walkways, but we couldn't find the missing bearberries. I thought I smelled the smell of a bearberry cobbler, but I wasn't too sure since I've been quite stuffed up lately.

Even though we were very sad, we figured, at least we still have half the bearberries left so we just went back inside. Bearbearette decided that she wanted to use the bearberries today, so we all planned to wake up early this morning and go pick the rest of our bearberries. When we got outside, we saw that all the bearberries were gone! Just gone! I was so shocked and saddened. Even now I can't help but to let out a teardrop or two. *whimper whimper*

Not only that, someone had set up a little stand on the sidewalk next door with a big sign that says "Berry Cobblers For Sale!" I still cannot believe this. Of course, Pearpear, Bearbearette nor I saw anybody taking our bearberries. We also cannot say for sure how those berry cobblers came about. But, I am really not as slow as some may think, and I must shake my fists in fury at this. *shake shake*

How can anyone steal the bearberries that we worked so hard to grow, turn them into dessert that we were planning to make and eat, and what's worse, actually make money from that!? I just don't understand. I cannot even begin to imagine what goes on inside the mind and heart of anyone who would do that. And they didn't even spell "Bearberry" right. We have had to console ourselves by eating ice cream, bearberryless, but even that has not been able to soften the despair in my little bearbear heart. *sniff sniff*

I just wanted some bearberry pie...