Bingo was hungry. Quatharian Warriors used up a lot of energy.
He thought, "A grilled cheese sandwich would hit the spot right now."
Hmm, what kind of cheese?, Cheddar, Gruyere (for a Croque Monsieur!) or Manchego? "A sharp cheddar," he smiled.
And the bread? Sourdough was great, but, today, just a good Pullman loaf. "Yep!" he thought.
Since the Buckhorn only provided pretzels and pickles, you had to make your own meals.
So Bingo got everything together and started warming up his laser vision.
Across the room, Biker Raj and JB were getting into it again about how to say "sarsaparilla."
Vicki wasn't around to separate them, so Bonkers gave it a try.
He tried his best, but his long arms accidentally knocked a root beer bottle over, right into Bingo—which bumped his laser up to High Heat!
"Aaaaah! You made me burn my grilled cheese sandwich!" he cried.
Bonkers raised his paw. "I'll eat it," he volunteered. Then JB said, "In my day, all our food was burned—and we liked it!"
Bingo sighed. Sometimes, life was tough even for Warrior Bears....
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Tales from the Buckhorn: A Teddy Bear Community in New Mexico
Historia CortaThis is a collection of brief stories, in a six-panel comic strip format, about a group of Teddy Bears who drink sarsaparilla, play pinochle and get into adventures at the Buckhorn Saloon (modeled after the Buckhorn Saloon in Pinos Altos, New Mexico...