Momma had her paws full with Junior.
Momma knew that in a few months Junior would go his own way and she worried that he was not learning fast enough.
“Pay attention now!” she said as they set off on another daily walk.
Junior loved these morning walks. Momma would get so preoccupied with finding food – “super-sizing for the long sleep-over” she called it – that he could sneak off and pretend he was a grown-up already.
Junior found some deadfall and started balancing nimbly on a log. Rotting trees and scattered brush made great playgrounds!
Hmnn… Momma said there should be some tasty termites in here somewhere, where can they be hiding?
I know… I’ll break this stick off – that’s where the bugs are, underneath!
But alas, all Junior got for his grown-up effort was a splinter in his mouth.
So he sat for a moment and tried to remember more tips his Mother had taught him about finding food.
Flowers! Yes, flowers are good to eat!
But which ones did Momma say tasted good – the yellow ones or the blue ones?
Junior bit into a yellow flower.
He vowed to eat only blue flowers next time.
Look, a climbin’ tree! Momma taught me to quick get up high whenever there’s danger around.
That’s right! Momma said humans were okay and that she was raising me close to the road because Papa bears and wolves don’t come down this far.
Look, there’s Momma!
Junior was all tired out from being a grown-up. He figured he knew more than Momma thought he did but he also knew he still had a lot to learn. He hoped Momma had some milk for him when he got home.
It takes a worried mom,
To raise a confident son.
She’s worried now,
But she won’t be worried long.
w/ apologies to the Kingston Trio