George the cub has sore paws, he has blisters. The other bears told him to run and run and run but he couldn't. He fell. There was a big bear. Mama was making a lot of noise. It was very cold there. A guy brought him down to St Louis.
The cub was laying on something cold and wet. So they laid him on a black and grey pillow. He is rolling around. Suzy is trying to roll him over. He has his front paw up, he's getting his toes tickled. She is trying to hold him down. Cub is saying "Hi, there." He wants someone to love him. All of a sudden he has a great need to be loved.
He has a fat tummy now. He has been eating fish. He looks contented and pretty happy and now waiting for someone to tickle his tummy.
How many of you would like to get your tummy tickled?