Tag Archives: satire

Bears on the Run, Bears on the Run…

Fortunately they weren’t the Pookies you were looking for.

Was “Selfie Bear” on her way to Washington DC? I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?

Hi hi hi hi!

Be the Bear!
Bob TI JUST FOUND OUT THERE IS A BEAR CAM Panda

The Woodland Park Zoo Bear Cam shall henceforth be known as the Pookie Cam (at least, that is how it is labeled in my bookmarks.)

Mehitabel Continues to be Late

I just can’t quit this cat…or Nixon’s Ghost

I also have a new thing I wrote over on Substack! Go read it for a laugh and to feel morally superior to my pathetic housekeeping abilities.

Be the Bear
Bob T I told you I don’t have any classified documents Panda

You get a classified document, and YOU get a classified document…

It was inevitable that it would come to this…

I could have a cookie!

I mean…what with them finding classified documents at just about every former official’s house, it was only a matter of time before they came looking for what Pinky might have! I’m sure they will be taken in by her “innocent Pinky” look!

Be the Bear!
Bob T don’t look in my closet Panda

Deliver De Letter…

Pookie got a letter! Fan mail from some Flounder?

Bears will be bears!

This is rather off the subject of pandas and other bears, but I know some of the readers of the Panda Chronicles have from time to time tried their hand at making some art. I wanted to give those folks (and others who like to get a glimpse into the artists process) a heads up. My good friend in real life David Daniels is doing a Zoom demonstration through Daniel Smith’s Art Supply. You can also watch it on Facebook live HERE.

This will take place on Friday, January 27th at 1:30 PM Eastern Standard Time. Dave is a brilliant painter, a kind, funny, and experienced teacher. He lives in the DC area (I made him go with me to see the pandas once or twice, notably when Mei was sequestered with tiny baby Pinky and we watched them on the panda cam in a restaurant. I never did hear the end of that. But I digress.

This is a great opportunity to see Dave in action, in case you were thinking it might be fun to take some painting classes, either in person or on Zoom.

Meanwhile over at Substack…

I shared my annual tribute to Mehitabel, gone from my couch, but never from my heart, and definitely not from art and The ZooNooZ Nooz desk at Panda Chronicles Headquarters. I hope you’ll check it out!

Be the Bear,
Bob T I really am a panda Panda

A Pouty Pinky Ponders…

Will she or won’t she? A decision best made with cocoa!

don’t steal Pinky’s ideas!!!!

Also posting tonight, my annual remembrance of Mehitabel, over on my Substack thingie!

Panda on!
Bob T I coulda been a contender Panda

There is Only One True Mr. Bun

Pinky has a point, but it’s probably not the one she thinks it is.

Uh oh… did someone poof in?

Can we hope this year is not as bad as last year? Yeah…we can hope…

Catch up with Lunar New Years (with the Pandy Kindy) past over at my Substack! Celebrate Lunar New Year with the Panda Kindergarten! What could possibly go wrong? 

Be the Bear!
Bob T nobody expects the panda kindergarten Panda

It’s almost Lunar New Year Time, and you know what THAT means!

It means Pinky thinks she is right about something!

And now Frank and Mikey will be ready for Easter Bunny duty!

It must be about 12 years (more or less) since I started posting Panda Satire online. Here is the original Year of the Bun ‘toon for those who have joined later.

The year of the bunny…..
Oh that panda kindergarten!

Those pandas are such jokers!

Be the Bear!
Bob T quick like a bunny Panda

More Pookies! You Cannot Resist!

It is futile to resist the pookiness of the Pookies. Don’t even try!

It is a sad fact, that when bears come into contact with people, the bear is often the loser. When I visited the Calgary Zoo a few years ago (in the “before times”) their resident grizzly bear was a many times offender. They had his rap sheet posted outside his enclosure. He was one of the lucky ones. Instead of being killed for his many incursions on cars and garbage cans, there was a place for him at the Calgary Zoo, where he has lived a long and peaceful life.

Pookie Two’s mom, from Montana, was not so lucky. She had become habituated to grazing in garbage cans, and while we could only hope that she might eat a certain congresswoman from Colorado, she won’t get the chance. But don’t tell Pookie Two. She thinks her mom moved to a farm upstate. Do you want to be the one to tell her?

I didn’t think so.

Be the Bear
Bob T I hardly ever eat out of trashcans Panda