Ralph’s Latest News About Manny

Manny told me this morning that he wanted a Californian breakfast just like his Mom makes for him every morning. Donuts and strong coffee. He said that his Mom ALWAYS gives him 10 donuts to start his day and he was fed up with the local Spanish breakfast of sliced cheese, sliced smoked ham and sliced bread. So I made him breakfast just like his Mom does as a treat for him.   (I’m not sure what Ralph has been eating for breakfast – something gullible, I’m sure!)  🙂

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Manny looks pretty calm, so Ralph? Are you just about to press delete? Or could it be that you would like to press the send or return button?

 I only had 8 donuts in the cupboard, which upset him, as his Mom gives him 10 every day. Oh he really does go on sometimes. He ate and ate and ate while drinking his strong hot coffee. His stomach grew larger and larger.

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He ate 9 donuts and fell asleep. (Hmmm where did Ralph get the 9th donut? – the garbage can across the street, maybe?)  He’s still asleep now.

3And Ralph believed him when he said his mom gave him 10 EVERY day! Manny will sleep for a week after THAT breakfast!  🙂

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I hope he doesn’t want Eskimo food tomorrow !! (I think all Ralph has is gato food.)   A whale perhaps !!  (I don’t think cats eat whales, do they?) 

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Ralph, in a week when Manny wakes up – Don’t be fooled by his open eyes.  He always sleeps with his eyes open. – like I was saying, when he wakes up, you can fool Manny about the whale, and when he’s not looking open a can of tuna.  Don’t let him talk you into mixing up a gallon of “whale”  He will only eat a little can full.  You might even get by with canned cat food if you have that.  You just have to eat it too, so he thinks it’s people food.  🙂

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Poor Ralph, now he’s got a heavy teddy bear snoring on his table for a week.  When he wakes up, he will be extremely grumpy, and worse, will have to go to the bathroom.  He’s not litter box trained.  I’m not sure how that will work with the balcony and everything.  Here in California we live out in the country, and there are lots of trees.  I have to admit that I never considered all these personal problems when we agreed to let Manny visit Ralph.  

Do you all think Ralph is going to survive until Ute arrives?

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26 thoughts on “Ralph’s Latest News About Manny”

  1. Well Ralph is quite gullible isn’t even. Take a que from moms pretty much everywhere, when you hear the word’s “mom let me do it” that usually means Mom wont let me either but you are easier to persuade. Nice story, love the mug!

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  2. Hi MVBF Marsha. Manny is fine. He went to the bathroom and unrolled all the spare toilet rolls. He said his Mom lets him do it. He is back on Fanny’s knee telling her all about it. She is scolding him for some reason.
    The mug was a Christmas present from Ute. Ralph xox 😀

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    1. The mug is well liked! I think you’d better hide it from now on! I go to Costco and buy toilet paper by the case load. He must have been hiding his work. I just thought Vince was using SOOOOOOO much toilet paper. That explains a lot! 🙂

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  3. Oh mischievous Manny!
    But – you gotta’ do what you gotta’ do to get the donuts 😉
    Ralph will survive the Manny adventure – I’m sure. Will he survive in one piece though & with all of his marbles? That’s the real question – LOL

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    1. I told Ralph he’d better hide the mug from future pictures. He will have bloggers from everywhere knocking on his door! I have a feeling that RALPH is the one who really wanted 9 donuts for breakfast. He should know that I have to work at it a little bit to stay in shape and healthy. He, on the other hand, has 6’5″ to stuff donuts into, and they just head on down to his feet. Donuts stop somewhere in between on me. 🙂

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  4. Well, now I know how easily I can lead Ralph on… I have to think what I like for breakfast……. certainly not 10 doughnuts….need to think of my bikini figure if I like to sunbathe on the balcony. (Dream on) ….. I shall get those two men back to reality…. Marsha, don’t worry about Manny, they will survive until I come… and then they will behave as two grown up men… maybe….. We will have so much fun…..

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    1. Dearest Ute, I can’t wait for you to arrive in Spain, and help poor Ralph with his bear parenting skills. Don’t worry about trying to get Manny to behave as a grown up. THAT’S NOT going to happen, trust me. He’s only 7. But Ralph, that’s another matter. About the sunbathing – hmmm. What better place than on Ralph’s sunny spanish balcony? How wonderful would that be? A cup of coffee with your donuts in the morning, pleasant conversation, and three bears trying to climb all over you to be loved at the same time… it sounds perfectly heavenly to me. And up on that balcony, you’ll be closer to heaven. The sun will shine brighter, the stars will twinkle more at night. What a perfect spot for you! Maybe there will be lovely music wafting from inside, and a little clatter on the street, which you won’t be able to see, only the beautiful view. Yep, I think I’d be sunbathing every day, if I were you! 🙂

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        1. It will be perfect. You are going to have so much fun and relax and enjoy your week. It will go by so quickly. I apologise in advance for Manny. He will probably push the other bears onto the floor, or possibly over the balcony, if he’s not controlled. He’s so madly in love with you. He talks about no one else, so I worry a little about his behavior being bearly appropriate! 🙂 🙂

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