So in that Dr. Jo Lobo (I guess on this blog he is Dr. Lobojo?) is now my pardner in my blog, I think I should introduce myself to his following who are just now joining me. I am Junior the Bear or JTB for short
I was born in 1944. I was created by a guy named Chuck Jones , who drew a cartoon of me called Bugs Bunny and the Three Bears. It was me and Papa n’ Mama and the already established movie star Bugs Bunny, and I stole the show. I couldn't’t spell back then, and can’t do much better these days either, so my name was sometimes spelled Junyer, or Joonyer instead of Junior. I stared in a total of five movies and then in 1951 at the grand ole age of seven years old I was retired (without residuals I might add). I don’t remember much after that until 1994, I remember that I heard someone speaking Chinese and I felt them stuffing stuff into me and them sewing up my neck.. Well the next six weeks was rather strange. They stuffed me in a bag, and then in a box with other animals, even Bugs was in there with me. I was there in the dark a long time, but I could tell that we were moving. I tried to talk to the other people in the box but they wouldn’t answer. I finally realized that they were just toys, and I couldn't’t fathom why I was in here with them.
Finally someone opened the box and I heard a sweet sounding little girl speaking English, I was saved! Not really as it turned out. She took me out of my plastic bag and brushed my fur and talked to me. I talked back to her but she couldn't’t seem to hear me. She placed me on a low shelf along with Sylvester and Tweety Bird who turns out were just toys too and could not talk to me or do nothing.
I was on the self for a very long time. I got dusty and little kids sometimes dragged me around, but nobody ever bought me and took me home. They thought I was cute but didn’t know who I was. I was filmed sitting on the shelf in the background of a credit card commericial staring Bugs, but nothing came of it. As I listened to the girl and everyone else that worked there, I found I was in a toyshop. I was in Atlanta, Georgia in a place called the Underground, and that I WAS A TOY. Well they thought I was a toy, but I wasn’t buying that, I knew better.
I kept trying to talk to people, but nobody acted like they could hear me. Directly across from where I was on the shelf was a café type place that served food and ice cream. Man I wanted some of that ice cream. One day a fat man in glasses sat at the table that I could see through the open door of the toy shop. He was eating a hot dog and had a milk shake.
So I hollered at him, “Hey fatso why don’t you share that milk shake with me.” He looked up and directly at me and smiled. He had heard me! He had heard me!
He liberated me and took me to his home in Oklahoma City where he lived with his wife. That’s how I came to live with my new family, Fatman and Mama Bear. Fatman is friends with Dr. Lobo although I have never under stood what Fatman saw in him. He is quite NEGATIVE!
They tell me I’m only fourteen years old because that’s how long ago they found me. That works out pretty good, cause I can act like young bear and still be as smart and wise as the 66 year old that I am. They don’t have to know everything that I know do they.
So I hope you enjoy my stories.
I will see you next week.
Your Bear friend,