Friends of Bundaleer! And Fuzzy Logic Comes Home!

WAKE UP, BUNDALEER!!! It's nearly AUGUST!

We've all been suffering from the heat. And that includes our dear friend from Down Under, Bundaleer. After so many recent travel adventures, Bundy just plain fell asleep...deeply...for even longer than usual!

With a cool cloth and plentiful eucalyptus, I woke him up today. Can you guess the first thing Bundaleer asked about? (It was so sweet!) He asked how his friends were. The three brothers in Massachusetts. Two sisters in Ohio. All the Germans, furry and not. And more!

And was it a dream, or was Bundaleer actually whisked to London before he fell asleep? No, it wasn't a dream. He really saw London with my dear next-door-neighbor from Astoria.

I refreshed our small mate's fuzzy memories with these delightful pictures.



Bundy, Sheepy and Gavin (age 8!) atop New York's Rockefeller Center!



Bundaleer and Phinney, ready for automotive takeoff under the watchful eye of Anna.



Bundy, post-bath, getting a grin and a lot of hot air from Ailsa.



Our dear friend, Birgit, finding yet another perfect spot for an endearing koala to rest. (This is New York's famous High Line park!)



And Thorsten, ensuring that Brooklyn Bridge will be strong enough to carry a koala who is more substantial than he looks.



It is with great memories, and warm thanks to Birgit and Thorsten, that I post the conclusion of the Fuzzy Logic series. Never before have three small animals taken part in so many caring and animated shoreline adventures! Bundaleer says Vielen Dank and Auf Wiedersehen!
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On the last leg of our trio's weeklong walkabout, we ferried from the mainland to "The Islands" of Nantucket and Martha's Vineyard.



Scoopy the Pelican and Inky the Octopus struggled to get a good photo of me as the wind from our high speed ferry put me at risk of flying right overboard into the wake!



Our arrival beach consisted (only!) of thousands of shells. I lay down among them and made a small joke about being shell shocked.



Although we preferred the manly beers of Fosters and Coors, we contemplated visiting a wine festival while on Nantucket. (It sounded elegant.) Inky volunteered to hold all the glasses for our group. Do you think there was an ulterior motive?



However, in the end, we skipped the wine festival and had our own party on one of Nantucket's smoother shores. Wheeeeee!



I guess it happens after spending lots of time together: we started to make rhymes out of our adventures. Our favorite: "No fries in a bucket, but fried clams on Nantucket!"



Our next day's journey to Martha's Vineyard yielded a surprise! We Aussies understand that not everyone can swim as well as we can. So like to help them out when possible!



Birgit and Thorsten had the idea to "Where's Waldo" me. I hope at least someone finds me!



We had seen so many tall New England lighthouses but this one was special: our final lighthouse together. I think we realized here that our trip back to New York would come all too quickly.



So we made sure our last big meal was a special one. At least that's what everyone told me. See how excited Inky and Scoopy are for this creature? I, on the other hand, am baffled at how this Martha's Vineyard lobster will become my dinner. I'm going to need help...



Back on the mainland, word had gotten out about the fuzzy trio. Upon our arrival there, we encountered prying paparazzi at Gillette Castle State Park. Can't a koala just enjoy himself?



Thanks to its security team, the Hartford Capitol Building was a safer tourist spot for us. We recalled wistfully the distant beaches where we hadn't needed security guards to feel safe...



The ride back to New York City was not easy. I did not want to say goodbye to my superb and seaworthy friends. And they did their best to comfort me as we approached our destination.

But I was looking forward to seeing Ben and Julie again. And I know Inky and Scoopy missed B&T. Plus we had LOTS of pictures to look at so we could remember all of our great landmarks, local foods, and imaginative adventures!

Rather than be sad, we three decided this was just Part One of a longer adventure! I put in my vote for our next rendez-vous: Germany's Black Forest! Hmmm. I'll have to ask Birgit if eucalyptus and sage grow in the forest. A koala has to plan for these things, you know!