Other bears in Trøndelag are looking for a place to get their deep wintersleep, but I was grabbed out from my cave! And just when I began to know this like my home. Outside the hole I can see I must have been here for a while. It sure can't be long before the winter is here.
Sorry to tell: I have to travle away to some kind of civilized city they call Tronheim.
PS: Just learned my first norwegian word: 'Morn'