Why... the Bleu almost look like be belong all tucked up under the sheets like he is little tiny timid boy... wif the great big body!
The Bleu... he do look cute on the sweet sheets... do he not? He is the Tooty-Toot, and they ain't no substitution... He is the bleau-dot-bear-wif-the-big-fuzzy-hair... and he on the clean sheets!
I am at the foot of the bed for now... but not to worry... this position will not last long!
"Last call" will come. The Bleu will race outside. And I will hop into the prime positon in the big bed.
It is as it has always been. It is... as it should always be.