Currently in Noosa, the weather is still unappealing for a bear like me, especially since I only brought my red tshirt (since my pots of honey took up the rest of the space in my suitcase). Apparently there are some wildlife parks nearby and Steve Irwins zoo so maybe if I find some money growing on local Noosa trees I'll go on a little tour. I've also heard there are some koalas in nearby wildlife parks, so maybe I can make some friends, even though I know they're not bears. Since I ate that Kangaroo pie, Kanga and Roo have rejected me. I regret nothing, their Aunt Mary Supial tasted great. Like beef with a good kick to it.