I figured out today what it was about him that was endearing in an animal sort of way. There’s always been something in his big brown eyes, his movements, the intense instinctive ways of his behaviour that has seemed more animal than human, in the best way, I mean. He’s like a bear. A big grizzly growly bear. Deep brown eyes than can be liquid chocolate softness or hard as rock when he’s cross. His clothes, he wears them all snuggly and cosy, and he has the cutest little paw like feet. Hands with long rounded nails, like bear claws. Fiercely protective of his little cubs and wrapping them up in daddy bear hugs. Yummy little round belly, I don’t know why I love it so much but I do. He hates it I think, says it’s fat, I think it’s just perfect, so warm and huggable and I want to just lay across his lap with my face on it. Yummy. Not sure about a bear loving ‘hunny’ but he certainly is like that with caramel. Coincidence? If there’s caramel in the house, or indeed anywhere, it belongs to daddy bear. Make him sad and he retreats into his bear cave and curls up with just his sad brown eyes peeping out giving off his rays of sadness. Make him angry and his eyes turn to intense glittering bits of granite that dare anyone to cross him, undermine him or speak against him. When he’s livid he’s like a bear with a sore head, it’s a scary thing. Crashing about literally like a bear, clawing at anything and everything, particularly his head and his eyes, then going into his cave for some internal bear rants until he slowly unwinds and defuses. Then sometimes he is just the sweetest, cutest, fluffiest (metaphorically) little teddy bear, all wrapped up in innocence and affection, arms outstretched wanting snuggles and cuddles and warmth. Caught between two alley cats that can’t decide if they want to rut or fight. Scraggly little alley cats in kitten clothing, fighting and mewling and hissing and scratching. Sometimes he is the affectionate teddy bear caught up in the fight like a torn apart ball of wool, sometimes the daddy bear with a sore head swiping both hissing and spitting cats out of the way with a strong swipe of one claw. I really love my daddy bear. J
Daddy Bear
