<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:19:26.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob The Bear</title><subtitle type='html'>Original Writing By Mike Jr.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-5788413123758492245</id><published>2011-09-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T11:19:16.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Haunted House Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZi7JfizCQo/TnTkODnPaAI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ge14CvPBtb0/s1600/Bob+Playing+DSI+Top.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZi7JfizCQo/TnTkODnPaAI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ge14CvPBtb0/s200/Bob+Playing+DSI+Top.jpeg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Once upon a time, Bob The Bear went to visit a Haunted House.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bob saw a vampire and got so scared that he fainted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The vampire made spooky sounds and saw fake blood on the window.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After Bob fainted, he used his smart phone to call his Mommy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bob told his mommy, “This is scary – can you come and stay with me in the Haunted House.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bob’s mommy said, “Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will be there in a couple of minutes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bob hung up the phone and he decided to go on in the Haunted House.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He saw a slide in the Haunted House.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And he jumped on the slide, went down it and at the bottom of the slide he saw a snake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bob got really scared again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bob’s mommy arrived and went down the slide for Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the bottom of the slide she got scared by the snake too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then she saw Bob and they went to the next part of the Haunted House together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;At that part, they saw a fake ghost and a real person.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then, they went home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bob then played his DSI and didn’t play any creepy games, just nice ones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bob remembered that he just got a new video game that was called Bear Versus Cheetah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This game had a little bit of violence and was rated 10 and up. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Luckily, Bob was ten years old.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was a very hard game.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After Bob was done playing his DSI, he went out into his garage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the garage, Bob started to pull on a garden hose.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bob was shocked!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He wasn’t pulling a garden hose, he was really pulling a Snake!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was the same snake from the Haunted House and it was a green snake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The snake got angry and said, “Stop pulling on me!” Then the snake also said, “SSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bob then went inside and fell quickly asleep because it was bedtime and it was already dark outside.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That night, he had a dream about a snake. The dream was a little spooky, but not too spooky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-5788413123758492245?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/5788413123758492245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/09/haunted-house-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/5788413123758492245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/5788413123758492245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/09/haunted-house-adventure.html' title='The Haunted House Adventure'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZi7JfizCQo/TnTkODnPaAI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ge14CvPBtb0/s72-c/Bob+Playing+DSI+Top.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-6561031837520928546</id><published>2011-03-12T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:53:45.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Likes China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-in7RyBEAs4g/TXwVfT9270I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XjXPrUt0Bek/s1600/fact_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-in7RyBEAs4g/TXwVfT9270I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XjXPrUt0Bek/s200/fact_web.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One thing about Bob - his favorite country is America, but he likes China too because their writing is very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-6561031837520928546?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/6561031837520928546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bob-likes-china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/6561031837520928546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/6561031837520928546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bob-likes-china.html' title='Bob Likes China'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-in7RyBEAs4g/TXwVfT9270I/AAAAAAAAAA0/XjXPrUt0Bek/s72-c/fact_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-7086666545867651763</id><published>2011-03-12T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:18:20.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob And The Foam Bricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HOAUUGndctI/TYKyp19LYwI/AAAAAAAAABM/a0WxQ28Y-wo/s1600/Bob+Ben+Plane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HOAUUGndctI/TYKyp19LYwI/AAAAAAAAABM/a0WxQ28Y-wo/s320/Bob+Ben+Plane.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bob And Ben Discussing Trip To China - Illustration by KO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cxpGei6ScBM/TXvQDCjLHiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6Vn-byfylQw/s1600/foam+bricks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cxpGei6ScBM/TXvQDCjLHiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6Vn-byfylQw/s200/foam+bricks.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Once upon a time at Christmas, Bob The Bear and Ben The Beaver got foam bricks from a commercial on television.&amp;nbsp; The foam bricks were colored tan.&amp;nbsp; Bob and Ben tried to build an entire house for Ben The Beaver.&amp;nbsp; The house had to be big enough for an entire beaver family.&amp;nbsp; While Bob and Ben were building the house with the foam bricks, Ben’s Mom and Dad gave him a watch that had a picture of Ben The Beaver on it. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ben’s Mom and Dad also gave Bob The Bear a watch with a picture of Bob The Bear on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-88lqvNA_BNY/TXvRA-HQXRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nfu6GiAIMZI/s1600/Chopsticks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-88lqvNA_BNY/TXvRA-HQXRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nfu6GiAIMZI/s200/Chopsticks.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;After they finished the house, they built an airplane.&amp;nbsp; Bob and Ben then flew the airplane to China to buy a load of Chop Sticks for their Moms and Dads.&amp;nbsp; While they were shopping for Chop Sticks in China, they also found a Harry Potter paper weight and Harry Potter toys.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;While Bob and Ben were in China, they happened to meet Mike S. and his Dad, Mom, his little brother Jadon, and their grandma and grandpa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mike’s Dad asked, “Can we all fly home together?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bob The Bear replied “Yes! We can all have milk and cookies when we get home.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;They finished their shopping in China and then flew back home to the Dark Forest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once they were home again, they gave their Chop Sticks to their Moms, the Harry Potter toys went to their Dads, and the Harry Potter paperweights they kept for themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone enjoyed milk and cookies in Ben’s new foam house.&amp;nbsp; Everyone was comfortable sitting in the foam house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-7086666545867651763?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/7086666545867651763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bob-and-foam-bricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/7086666545867651763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/7086666545867651763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bob-and-foam-bricks.html' title='Bob And The Foam Bricks'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HOAUUGndctI/TYKyp19LYwI/AAAAAAAAABM/a0WxQ28Y-wo/s72-c/Bob+Ben+Plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-3423468688596408516</id><published>2011-03-11T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:20:26.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Bug Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tPwgv2bv1eM/TXrpc1f0rmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dG8dclPkZIA/s1600/lady-bug-128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tPwgv2bv1eM/TXrpc1f0rmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dG8dclPkZIA/s200/lady-bug-128.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Zdhl13qamEg/TYKzAAElykI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X38KqLKV0Tc/s1600/FloBug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Zdhl13qamEg/TYKzAAElykI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X38KqLKV0Tc/s200/FloBug.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flo The Ladybug - Illustration By KO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Once upon a time in the Dark Forest, there was a brown bear named Bob The Bear. One day Bob went looking for his friend Flo The Lady Bug. Flo was nowhere to be found. Bob looked everywhere, it was a mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bob asked Billy the Billygoat to help find Flo. Ben the beaver did not know where Flo was. If Bob could not find Flo, he would not be able to have a lady bug party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;After looking for some clues, Bob found a trail of ladybug footprints. He followed them all over the Dark Forest. After walking a long way, Bob heard a voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Hi, Bob. What ya been doing all day?" It was Flo. She was sitting on Bob's shoulder the entire time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bob and Flo had a big party and lived happily ever after. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-3423468688596408516?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/3423468688596408516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/lady-bug-mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/3423468688596408516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/3423468688596408516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/lady-bug-mystery.html' title='Lady Bug Mystery'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tPwgv2bv1eM/TXrpc1f0rmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dG8dclPkZIA/s72-c/lady-bug-128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-8872548175739311978</id><published>2011-03-11T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:21:57.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Moustraps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-StqSRUy_Bdg/TYKzfLB4PQI/AAAAAAAAABU/kMVl6ln3vBk/s1600/Bob+and+Billy+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-StqSRUy_Bdg/TYKzfLB4PQI/AAAAAAAAABU/kMVl6ln3vBk/s320/Bob+and+Billy+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bob And Billy - Illustration By KO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4Cyt5yMtpek/TXrcy_fWWDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/VpfHxi-6hEs/s1600/mouse_trap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4Cyt5yMtpek/TXrcy_fWWDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/VpfHxi-6hEs/s200/mouse_trap.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Once upon a time there lived a happy brown bear named Bob The Bear. One day Bob went outside to play and found a giant mousetrap. Bob got his finger stuck in it! Bob was sad and scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From out of nowhere, Bob's daddy came up and got stuck in the mousetrap too! Things were bad until Billy The Billygoat came up and broke all of the mousetraps with his horns. Billy stomped all over the mousetraps until they were all gone. There were only smashed pieces of wood left from the mousetraps. Bob and his daddy were happy and thanked Billy for saving them. They all jumped up and down together and had a really great weekend and a good week too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Later that night, Bob sat next to the fireplace and had a cup of milk and played checkers with his mommy. They lived happily ever after. The end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-8872548175739311978?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/8872548175739311978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/broken-moustraps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/8872548175739311978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/8872548175739311978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/broken-moustraps.html' title='Broken Moustraps'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-StqSRUy_Bdg/TYKzfLB4PQI/AAAAAAAAABU/kMVl6ln3vBk/s72-c/Bob+and+Billy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-3314725248016710848</id><published>2011-03-11T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:57:04.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Umbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CSaEKEJXvIY/TXraT-zU5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7H2-P2V2uc/s1600/greenumbrella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CSaEKEJXvIY/TXraT-zU5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7H2-P2V2uc/s320/greenumbrella.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a brown bear named Bob The Bear. Bob lived in the Dark Forest. One day, Bob went for a walk in the forest. In the forest, Bob met his friend Billy The Billygoat. Together, Billy and Bob went walking in the forest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were deep in the forest when suddenly a big dark storm drifted over them. It started raining very hard. Instead of going back home, Billy and Bob decided to play in the rain and get all wet and cold. Out of nowhere Bob's Mommy brought them a big green umbrella. Bob and Billy were very happy because now they could play in the rain under the umbrella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, out of nowhere came a strange scary bear from a different forest. This strange bear said "Roooooaaaaarrrrrrr!!!!!!!" Bob got brave and asked the strange bear to come play a game of pinball with them. The strange scary bear liked that idea and they became friends playing pinball together. Everyone went back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bob The Bear was careful not to forget to bring the big green umbrella home. When Bob got home he thanked his Mommy for the umbrella. They were very happy together. The end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-3314725248016710848?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/3314725248016710848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/green-umbrella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/3314725248016710848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/3314725248016710848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/green-umbrella.html' title='The Green Umbrella'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CSaEKEJXvIY/TXraT-zU5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7H2-P2V2uc/s72-c/greenumbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278314059785195274.post-5969171904797190324</id><published>2011-03-11T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:16:36.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob's Football Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tQdytuL8hIs/TYKySQ73AGI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJS2AlWLrJs/s1600/BobFootball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tQdytuL8hIs/TYKySQ73AGI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJS2AlWLrJs/s320/BobFootball.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bob The Bear Football Game - Illustration By KO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t2S46g8nF_c/TXqtp9QzS5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5lMGvvHmTuE/s1600/football.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t2S46g8nF_c/TXqtp9QzS5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5lMGvvHmTuE/s320/football.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Once upon a time there lived a brown bear named Bob the Bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One day, Bob the Bear’s dad was going to take Bob to a surprise place.&amp;nbsp; They drove to the place and Bob said “did you take me to a football game?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bob’s dad said “you will have to wait until you get in the stadium Bob the Bear to see.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They went into the stadium. Bob said “I was right!” Then, Bob played in the football game.&amp;nbsp; Bob’s football team was called the Grizzlies.&amp;nbsp; The other team was called the Cheetahs.&amp;nbsp; The Cheetahs were all real cheetahs and Bob’s team were all real grizzly bears.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Cheetahs got 1,000 points.&amp;nbsp; The Grizzlies got 9,000 points.&amp;nbsp; The Grizzlies won and Bob screamed so loud that he couldn’t scream any louder.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The football game was very fun and there 21 grizzly bears there.&amp;nbsp; There were also 21 cheetahs there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278314059785195274-5969171904797190324?l=www.bobthebear.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/feeds/5969171904797190324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bobs-football-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/5969171904797190324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278314059785195274/posts/default/5969171904797190324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bobthebear.com/2011/03/bobs-football-game.html' title='Bob&apos;s Football Game'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266257142640714475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tQdytuL8hIs/TYKySQ73AGI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJS2AlWLrJs/s72-c/BobFootball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
