It’s been a while since I’ve seen Uncle Tibbs. I wonder what he’s been up to lately. Maybe you are wondering the same thing. Let’s go find him, shall we?
I saw him passed out on the couch.
“Hi Uncle Tibbs…”
“LEAVE ME ALONE!!” he roared, taking a swig of beer.
That was very unlike Uncle Tibbs to yell like that. He looked beary angry.
“Uncle Tibbs, are you okay?” I asked.
“I”M FINE! NOW GO AWAY!!”
Ooogie, Miss Feathers, and Parker came over to see what was the matter.
“Ohhhhh nooooooo,” said Ooogie.
“What’s wrong with him?” I was worried about my friend.
“It looks like he has a severe case of adultitis,” said Miss Feathers.
“Yes, it’s something that only adults get. Usually caused by work and stress,” she continued.
“It sounds beary serious. How can we help?” I asked.
“Well, usually it means that the patient needs more F-U-N. We can start by giving H-U-G-S right away.”
“Okay everyone, let’s give Uncle Tibbs a big hug right now!” I said.
“HARUMPH!!” scoffed Uncle Tibbs. The expression on his face did not change.
“We need backup,” Miss Feathers said.
“I’ll get help!” I ran off and came back with several stuffie friends.
Very soon, dozens of stuffies were hugging Uncle Tibbs.
“Mooooore huuuuuugss, moooooreeeeee,” said Ooogie.
“Everyone, please hug Uncle Tibbs with everything you’ve got and send him good thoughts!” I cheered them on.
“WE LOVE UNCLE TIBBS!! WE LOVE UNCLE TIBBS!! WE LOVE UNCLE TIBBS!!” they chanted.
But it was no use. Uncle Tibbs was still angry.
“Wait, look!” cried Miss Feathers.
Uncle Tibb’s face returned to his normal self!
“Uncle Tibbs…is it really you?” I asked.
“Hi Ajdin! Thank you for all the hugs just now! I feel so much better! And you’re right, I need to have more fun!” he said.
I hope you will give someone a big hug today!
Aww! So sweet! Uncle’s eyebrows look like the girls we see in Poole high Street,