You'll know when you're there.
As soon as you enter, you'll feel like a bear.
A great grizzly bear.
A bear and state bear.
We are the bear and state bears.
Mama, papa, sister, brother.
We appreciate each other.
We live in a great level tree.
Mama, papa, sister, and me.
Now this bear's in a great level tree.
Here are more bear and state bears.
Good choice, that's a big boy bear.
That's Ralph.
Uh-huh.
Hey, honey, my bear.
Come here.
Watch, watch, war.
There's the war.
You may think that bear's time for show.
Well, it does.
Morning, Mrs. Bear.
There's some mail for you.
Thank you, Mr. Mail Bear.
Oh, good.
My tree housekeeping magazine.
Hey, mama.
Excuse us.
Hey, how about a game of titty root?
Okay, I'll raise you up to our roof.
Your eye.
Those cubs.
With that kind of energy, you think they could take better care of their rooms.
Speaking of rooms, aren't these lovely?
Dear, just look at these lovely rooms.
Rooms?
What rooms?
Help!
Where am I?
These model tree house rooms in tree housekeeping magazine.
Aren't they lovely?
Oh, they're nice enough, I suppose, but certainly no lovelier than the rooms in our very old
tree house.
This lovely, gracious, neat-as-a-pin living room.
Cozy, warm, cozy, and cozy.
Oh, dear.
And our delightful dining room, a room to be proud of, floor clean enough to heat off,
not to mention the table.
Yes, but...
And, of course, your wonderful, spick-and-span, perfectly delicious kitchen.
A model room, if ever there was one.
Yes, but...
Yes, but what?
Yes, but there's one place in this tree house I'm not proud of.
One of my sister's rooms is a mess.
A perfectly dreadful, knocked-down, dragged-out wall-to-wall mess.
And I'm not going to stand for it any longer.
I've put up with that messy room long enough.
Well, dear, I think I've got some urgent work to do in my shop.
Oh, dear.