tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81610691995781777142011-04-22T00:26:16.035-03:00A Vida de uma Princesa Brasileira!Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-38683808735700980312008-04-06T13:07:00.006-03:002008-05-04T17:11:46.665-03:00No dia 2 de Abril, 2008 Eu salvei o papi de um terrível ataque de abelha.<br /><br /><br /><br />A abelha então me atacou. Olha o que a terrível abelha fez em minha bochecha. E doeu muito.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jyHi3zSbI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/4Yl2Avb8tUs/s1600-h/Bee+Sting+Apr02009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jyHi3zSbI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/4Yl2Avb8tUs/s400/Bee+Sting+Apr02009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186161182350985650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br />Papi achou a abelha. Eu já a havia matado e aqui está ele. Ele não tinha o direito de entrar no escritório do papi.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jyHy3zScI/AAAAAAAAE4g/aJcmSasXjVY/s1600-h/Apr03001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jyHy3zScI/AAAAAAAAE4g/aJcmSasXjVY/s400/Apr03001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186161186645952962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Tia Lucia recomendou um remédio e mamãe o deu pra mim. O inchaço desapareceu em tres dias e estou bem agora.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_j0CC3zSdI/AAAAAAAAE4o/D_edKeandMw/s1600-h/Apr06001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_j0CC3zSdI/AAAAAAAAE4o/D_edKeandMw/s400/Apr06001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186163286884960722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Agora papi pensa que sou uma Heroína.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-3868380873570098031?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-39174379834590084732008-04-06T13:05:00.004-03:002008-05-04T16:59:21.280-03:00No dia 3 de Outubro, 2004, eu vesti meu novo casaco de Outono e saí para um passeio com mamãe e papi em Toronto.<br /><br />Aqui estamos mamãe e eu na Avenida Gledhill onde papi morava.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnWy3zSWI/AAAAAAAAE3w/ujKDL1tvV7k/s1600-h/Oct03001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnWy3zSWI/AAAAAAAAE3w/ujKDL1tvV7k/s400/Oct03001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186149349716085090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br />Note como as casas são muito diferentes das casas no Brasil. Não há MUROS!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnWy3zSXI/AAAAAAAAE34/YAOWTTB24og/s1600-h/Oct03002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnWy3zSXI/AAAAAAAAE34/YAOWTTB24og/s400/Oct03002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186149349716085106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estou eu com papi. Veja as cercas aqui são bem pequenas, quando há cercas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXC3zSYI/AAAAAAAAE4A/6C4Fmg4xlvo/s1600-h/Oct03003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXC3zSYI/AAAAAAAAE4A/6C4Fmg4xlvo/s400/Oct03003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186149354011052418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos a um parque e vimos muitas flores lindas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXS3zSaI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/yQkDXLuPuYc/s1600-h/Oct03013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXS3zSaI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/yQkDXLuPuYc/s400/Oct03013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186149358306019746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós andamos ao longo do Hidro Path onde papi costumava andar com Sable e Saphire. É um lugar maravilhoso para passear.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXC3zSZI/AAAAAAAAE4I/sbOHrUHGZnA/s1600-h/Oct03016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jnXC3zSZI/AAAAAAAAE4I/sbOHrUHGZnA/s400/Oct03016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186149354011052434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Lá eu podia andar livremente com mamãe e SEM GUIA!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlKy3zSPI/AAAAAAAAE24/y4UWRR1aQME/s1600-h/Oct03020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlKy3zSPI/AAAAAAAAE24/y4UWRR1aQME/s400/Oct03020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146944534399218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />As trilhas estão em toda parte no vale.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLC3zSQI/AAAAAAAAE3A/-kWpS--gAQ0/s1600-h/Oct03025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLC3zSQI/AAAAAAAAE3A/-kWpS--gAQ0/s400/Oct03025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146948829366530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu não estou elegante em minha linda roupa de Outono?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLi3zSRI/AAAAAAAAE3I/VL6egnJxaqQ/s1600-h/Oct03026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLi3zSRI/AAAAAAAAE3I/VL6egnJxaqQ/s400/Oct03026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146957419301138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós encontramos Tara e Bill.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLy3zSSI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/60FlBkvspjw/s1600-h/Oct04003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLy3zSSI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/60FlBkvspjw/s400/Oct04003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146961714268450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Tara era uma doce sheltie. Ela era a melhor amiga de Sable e Saphire. Agora ela é minha amiga também.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLy3zSTI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/cFNou9rDcRk/s1600-h/Oct06004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jlLy3zSTI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/cFNou9rDcRk/s400/Oct06004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146961714268466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estou eu nas praias do Lago Ontário em Scarborough. Que imenso mar é esse! É o mesmo mar que nos levou às Ilhas.<br /></span><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkgi3zSKI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/jY0xBNwRdBc/s1600-h/Oct06007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkgi3zSKI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/jY0xBNwRdBc/s400/Oct06007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146218684926114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu estou explorando a praia com Duke e Ben e uma amiga do papi, Cheryl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkgy3zSLI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/KHSul296KVw/s1600-h/Oct06011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkgy3zSLI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/KHSul296KVw/s400/Oct06011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146222979893426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ben observa eu brincando com Duke.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhC3zSMI/AAAAAAAAE2g/_9nvfIAY_TM/s1600-h/Oct06015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhC3zSMI/AAAAAAAAE2g/_9nvfIAY_TM/s400/Oct06015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146227274860738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Depois de muito brincar mamãe e eu fomos descansar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhS3zSNI/AAAAAAAAE2o/dnmKGNkEdoA/s1600-h/Oct06017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhS3zSNI/AAAAAAAAE2o/dnmKGNkEdoA/s400/Oct06017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146231569828050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Este é um outro dia quente. Mamãe está usando uma linda camiseta com Ursos Polares e eu não estou usando meu sweater hoje.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhi3zSOI/AAAAAAAAE2w/ASKbalXjMzg/s1600-h/Oct07010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R_jkhi3zSOI/AAAAAAAAE2w/ASKbalXjMzg/s400/Oct07010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146235864795362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Aí estão algumas fotos de meus passeios em Toronto no Outono.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-3917437983459008473?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-50063700607390681202008-03-16T16:18:00.001-03:002008-03-16T17:12:19.980-03:00Aqui estamos mamãe e eu nos aproximando de Niagara Falls, no Canal Welland.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG-uYx4FI/AAAAAAAAEws/ThMOeiWRKMQ/s1600-h/Oct25036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG-uYx4FI/AAAAAAAAEws/ThMOeiWRKMQ/s400/Oct25036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178021346242846802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />A Ponte Suspensa é muito interressante, ela sobe e desce para deixar os navios passarem embaixo dela. Uau!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG--Yx4GI/AAAAAAAAEw0/iISTocG5Mes/s1600-h/Oct25037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG--Yx4GI/AAAAAAAAEw0/iISTocG5Mes/s400/Oct25037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178021350537814114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br />Nossa 1ª visão das Cachoeiras, nebuloso, molhado, chuvoso...brrrrr... FRIO!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG--Yx4HI/AAAAAAAAEw8/Q3HXD-GO2rU/s1600-h/Oct25038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wG--Yx4HI/AAAAAAAAEw8/Q3HXD-GO2rU/s400/Oct25038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178021350537814130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Veja o topo das cachoeiras (100 Metros). Aqui a água antes de cair.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGn-Yx4AI/AAAAAAAAEwE/U4kD9s1k8qw/s1600-h/Oct25045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGn-Yx4AI/AAAAAAAAEwE/U4kD9s1k8qw/s400/Oct25045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020955400822786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Não é fantástico? Você pode ver a névoa que a água produz caindo e subindo. Lindo!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoOYx4BI/AAAAAAAAEwM/joGIsdF34pk/s1600-h/Oct25050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoOYx4BI/AAAAAAAAEwM/joGIsdF34pk/s400/Oct25050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020959695790098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Veja o Papi, fazendo pose para uma grande foto!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoOYx4CI/AAAAAAAAEwU/xWzee6q9hCI/s1600-h/Oct25051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoOYx4CI/AAAAAAAAEwU/xWzee6q9hCI/s400/Oct25051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020959695790114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Agora o lado Americano das cachoeiras. Não é tão imenso quanto o lado Canadense, mas também é bonito!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoeYx4DI/AAAAAAAAEwc/MGeq-o2Cj9A/s1600-h/Oct25053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoeYx4DI/AAAAAAAAEwc/MGeq-o2Cj9A/s400/Oct25053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020963990757426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Poderosas Luzes que iluminam as cachoeiras à noite. Elas teem cores diferentes para tornar as cachoeiras ainda mais belas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoeYx4EI/AAAAAAAAEwk/BPzLV5xoqPA/s1600-h/Oct25054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wGoeYx4EI/AAAAAAAAEwk/BPzLV5xoqPA/s400/Oct25054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020963990757442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ah! as lojas de souvenirs! Elas são fascinantes! Olhe o tamanho deste urso! Mas não se assuste, ele não é real.... hahaha<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDdOYx35I/AAAAAAAAEvM/0bcmIa7w2ZY/s1600-h/Oct25057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDdOYx35I/AAAAAAAAEvM/0bcmIa7w2ZY/s400/Oct25057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017472182345618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe gostou do Indio na loja de souvenirs. Eles se deram as mãos!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDdeYx36I/AAAAAAAAEvU/-6uDM7yLGAE/s1600-h/Oct25058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDdeYx36I/AAAAAAAAEvU/-6uDM7yLGAE/s400/Oct25058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017476477312930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui nós viemos ver o Controle da Represa acima das cachoeiras onde eles captam energia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDduYx37I/AAAAAAAAEvc/hTQ7D9Z0QQc/s1600-h/Oct25065.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDduYx37I/AAAAAAAAEvc/hTQ7D9Z0QQc/s400/Oct25065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017480772280242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós paramos de andar um pouco quando encontramos este agradável lugar para descansar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDd-Yx38I/AAAAAAAAEvk/z9xu8iFdfaQ/s1600-h/Oct25066.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDd-Yx38I/AAAAAAAAEvk/z9xu8iFdfaQ/s400/Oct25066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017485067247554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Estes são os Grandes Portões que controlam a água dos geradores. Eles podem fechá-los quando houver muita água.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDeOYx39I/AAAAAAAAEvs/2m83Eelgx-M/s1600-h/Oct25069.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wDeOYx39I/AAAAAAAAEvs/2m83Eelgx-M/s400/Oct25069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017489362214866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe foi passear no teleférico com o papi. Eu fiquei no car esperando por eles.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wF0-Yx3_I/AAAAAAAAEv8/0Ty0Xftr63s/s1600-h/Oct25117.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wF0-Yx3_I/AAAAAAAAEv8/0Ty0Xftr63s/s400/Oct25117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020079227494386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span class="fullpost">Uma visão do teleférico sobre o Rio Niagara.<br /></span><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wF0uYx3-I/AAAAAAAAEv0/UpXTbEqjETg/s1600-h/Oct25106.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R9wF0uYx3-I/AAAAAAAAEv0/UpXTbEqjETg/s400/Oct25106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020074932527074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Espero que você tenha gostado porque Niagara Falls foi a mais linda experiência que eu jamais tive!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco e Judy</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-5006370060739068120?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-50524747791687377782008-03-09T16:34:00.000-03:002008-03-15T14:02:56.315-03:00Num dia muito frio do Outono 2004 eu me aprontei toda no meu novo casaco Canadense.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC-3LgNMI/AAAAAAAAEuE/B0vVmpvAN70/s1600-h/Oct18003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC-3LgNMI/AAAAAAAAEuE/B0vVmpvAN70/s400/Oct18003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231875952489666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br />Mamãe estava toda vestida em seu novo casaco de inverno Canadense também.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC-3LgNNI/AAAAAAAAEuM/BFS-94WoS4I/s1600-h/Oct21002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC-3LgNNI/AAAAAAAAEuM/BFS-94WoS4I/s400/Oct21002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231875952489682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos todos para Windsor, Ont visitar um dos amigos do papi. Ele nos levou ao Point Pelee!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC_XLgNPI/AAAAAAAAEuc/EcwGS1Ip6vs/s1600-h/Oct23023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC_XLgNPI/AAAAAAAAEuc/EcwGS1Ip6vs/s400/Oct23023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231884542424306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós estamos no caminho de tábuas sobre o pântano. Aqui está Arnold com mamãe e eu.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sDAXLgNQI/AAAAAAAAEuk/KKyAnyH-kyM/s1600-h/Oct23026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sDAXLgNQI/AAAAAAAAEuk/KKyAnyH-kyM/s400/Oct23026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231901722293506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos num passeio de trem até o museu e o Point. Foi maravilhoso.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA8XLgNHI/AAAAAAAAEtc/9pFeJYTRTJc/s1600-h/Oct23054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA8XLgNHI/AAAAAAAAEtc/9pFeJYTRTJc/s400/Oct23054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173229633979561074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estamos nós no Point.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA83LgNII/AAAAAAAAEtk/iD7bW76SPvo/s1600-h/Oct23056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA83LgNII/AAAAAAAAEtk/iD7bW76SPvo/s400/Oct23056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173229642569495682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Este é o ponto mais distante ao sul do Canadá. Nós estamos muito perto do Brasil aqui. Este sinal diz que estamos a 42º N de Latitude.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA9nLgNJI/AAAAAAAAEts/Ex7VmTbCMJA/s1600-h/Oct23057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA9nLgNJI/AAAAAAAAEts/Ex7VmTbCMJA/s400/Oct23057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173229655454397586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui mamãe e eu tão perto do Brasil possível e ainda estamos no Canadá. Nós estamos também bem longe ao sul do norte da Califórnia. UAU!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA93LgNKI/AAAAAAAAEt0/0k1QrlEl6C4/s1600-h/Oct23070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA93LgNKI/AAAAAAAAEt0/0k1QrlEl6C4/s400/Oct23070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173229659749364898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós voltamos para a casa do Arnold onde ele havia reservado esta super confortável cadeira só para mim.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC_HLgNOI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XDlrVPUOjEE/s1600-h/Oct22024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sC_HLgNOI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XDlrVPUOjEE/s400/Oct22024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231880247456994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estamos todos: Arnold, Mamãe, Papi e eu.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA-nLgNLI/AAAAAAAAEt8/_hdoMDa4b38/s1600-h/Oct23092.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sA-nLgNLI/AAAAAAAAEt8/_hdoMDa4b38/s400/Oct23092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173229672634266802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nossa próxima aventura foi Niagara!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco e Judy<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-5052474779168737778?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-62158218655636789712008-03-02T17:52:00.000-03:002008-03-02T18:05:09.379-03:00Levei mamãe e papi ao Ferry Docks, para pegar um grande navio para cruzar o mar em direção às Ilhas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QwIEOqRXI/AAAAAAAAEqs/99D13asu5dc/s1600-h/Oct12003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QwIEOqRXI/AAAAAAAAEqs/99D13asu5dc/s400/Oct12003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171311187260491122" border="0" /></a><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br /><br />Esperamos o navio zarpar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvlkOqRSI/AAAAAAAAEqE/plswd2MPG8s/s1600-h/Oct12004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvlkOqRSI/AAAAAAAAEqE/plswd2MPG8s/s400/Oct12004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171310594555004194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Era um grande navio.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qvl0OqRTI/AAAAAAAAEqM/v5ObeJmDvh0/s1600-h/Oct12006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qvl0OqRTI/AAAAAAAAEqM/v5ObeJmDvh0/s400/Oct12006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171310598849971506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui é onde o Capitão navega o navio.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvmEOqRUI/AAAAAAAAEqU/BjbhtrUc_Rc/s1600-h/Oct12008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvmEOqRUI/AAAAAAAAEqU/BjbhtrUc_Rc/s400/Oct12008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171310603144938818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos em direção ao alto mar e você pode ver a CN Tower ao longe na cidade.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvmkOqRVI/AAAAAAAAEqc/eYIHdqFMoP8/s1600-h/Oct12016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QvmkOqRVI/AAAAAAAAEqc/eYIHdqFMoP8/s400/Oct12016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171310611734873426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span><span class="fullpost"><br />Se você olhar bem pode ver o Hot Air Balloon que nós viajamos.</span><br /><span class="fullpost"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qvm0OqRWI/AAAAAAAAEqk/1b7cnMwaqn4/s1600-h/Oct12020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qvm0OqRWI/AAAAAAAAEqk/1b7cnMwaqn4/s400/Oct12020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171310616029840738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Chegamos na ilha depois de algum tempo de uma deliciosa viagem marítima.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QyxkOqRZI/AAAAAAAAEq8/m5fNsq_Ngmo/s1600-h/Oct12024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QyxkOqRZI/AAAAAAAAEq8/m5fNsq_Ngmo/s400/Oct12024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171314099248317842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eles têem uma estátua lá de um famoso remador chamado Ned Hanlan.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qyx0OqRaI/AAAAAAAAErE/jo5wLy4B1Oo/s1600-h/Oct12025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qyx0OqRaI/AAAAAAAAErE/jo5wLy4B1Oo/s400/Oct12025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171314103543285154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estou eu numa árvore apreciando a vista.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QukUOqRII/AAAAAAAAEo0/uPgJIwLCSbk/s1600-h/Oct12027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QukUOqRII/AAAAAAAAEo0/uPgJIwLCSbk/s400/Oct12027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171309473568539778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Chegamos à praia. Lá longe estou eu bem distante da mamãe.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QukkOqRJI/AAAAAAAAEo8/315FR4UTGL8/s1600-h/Oct12038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QukkOqRJI/AAAAAAAAEo8/315FR4UTGL8/s400/Oct12038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171309477863507090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estou juntando conchinha prá minha coleção.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QulkOqRKI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ddHEXYpMvoU/s1600-h/Oct12039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QulkOqRKI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ddHEXYpMvoU/s400/Oct12039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171309495043376290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estão algumas das conchas que eu peguei nas ilhas. Eu também trouxe para o Brasil alguma areia!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sSKHLgNSI/AAAAAAAAEu0/VhgCnkV0ZWM/s1600-h/Mar02014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8sSKHLgNSI/AAAAAAAAEu0/VhgCnkV0ZWM/s400/Mar02014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173248561900434722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui eu e mamãe em uma outra praia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qul0OqRLI/AAAAAAAAEpM/S1wMwz0ku4Y/s1600-h/Oct12052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qul0OqRLI/AAAAAAAAEpM/S1wMwz0ku4Y/s400/Oct12052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171309499338343602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe pára para tirar fotos.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QumUOqRMI/AAAAAAAAEpU/_hjbxlJLQ-g/s1600-h/Oct12054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QumUOqRMI/AAAAAAAAEpU/_hjbxlJLQ-g/s400/Oct12054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171309507928278210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Uma outra praia. Isso é muito divertido!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBUOqRDI/AAAAAAAAEoM/ziF5s7ToOxE/s1600-h/Oct12058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBUOqRDI/AAAAAAAAEoM/ziF5s7ToOxE/s400/Oct12058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308872273118258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Esta praia é tão grande q até parece que estamos de volta ao Brasil.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBkOqREI/AAAAAAAAEoU/MgY0wCGPP3U/s1600-h/Oct12060.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBkOqREI/AAAAAAAAEoU/MgY0wCGPP3U/s400/Oct12060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308876568085570" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe e eu paramos para descansar. Nós andamos muito aquele dia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBkOqRFI/AAAAAAAAEoc/MQSrAyhpXs0/s1600-h/Oct12064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuBkOqRFI/AAAAAAAAEoc/MQSrAyhpXs0/s400/Oct12064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308876568085586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos também a esse grande e lindo parque.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuCEOqRGI/AAAAAAAAEok/v85G6qQenfE/s1600-h/Oct12072.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuCEOqRGI/AAAAAAAAEok/v85G6qQenfE/s400/Oct12072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308885158020194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui é um lugar para caminhadas na Ilha Ward.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuCkOqRHI/AAAAAAAAEos/HUvuJr9zXEE/s1600-h/Oct12074.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QuCkOqRHI/AAAAAAAAEos/HUvuJr9zXEE/s400/Oct12074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308893747954802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Atravessamos por uma ponte sobre um rio.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qti0OqQ-I/AAAAAAAAEnk/bKZA0yqcSAI/s1600-h/Oct12082.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qti0OqQ-I/AAAAAAAAEnk/bKZA0yqcSAI/s400/Oct12082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308348287108066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />E eu fiz mais explorações.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QtjEOqQ_I/AAAAAAAAEns/nCmywxnOQi4/s1600-h/Oct12085.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QtjEOqQ_I/AAAAAAAAEns/nCmywxnOQi4/s400/Oct12085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308352582075378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe e eu descansando num tronco.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QtjUOqRAI/AAAAAAAAEn0/vTpY1Umac-0/s1600-h/Oct12086.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8QtjUOqRAI/AAAAAAAAEn0/vTpY1Umac-0/s400/Oct12086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308356877042690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Deste lugar sossegado pode-se ver todo o caminho de volta para Toronto, lá longe, além do mar!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qtj0OqRBI/AAAAAAAAEn8/P5ooNwBferM/s1600-h/Oct12092.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qtj0OqRBI/AAAAAAAAEn8/P5ooNwBferM/s400/Oct12092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308365466977298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui vem nosso grande navio para nos levar de volta para Toronto depois de um dia maravilhoso explorando as ilhas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qtj0OqRCI/AAAAAAAAEoE/wYipkiFz3X0/s1600-h/Oct12102.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8Qtj0OqRCI/AAAAAAAAEoE/wYipkiFz3X0/s400/Oct12102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308365466977314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nos divertimos muito nas praias e parques das Ilhas.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><br />Fotos de Urso Branco</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-6215821865563678971?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-67571229072455342052008-02-24T09:50:00.001-03:002008-02-26T11:38:23.332-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FktUOqQ2I/AAAAAAAAEmk/v74UITU_gqE/s1600-h/Sep19020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FktUOqQ2I/AAAAAAAAEmk/v74UITU_gqE/s320/Sep19020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170524576885130082" border="0" /></a><br />Esta foi uma fantástica experiência para mim. Levei papi e mãe para um passeio num Hot Air Balloon.<br /><br />Nós podíamos ver o mundo todo lá de cima.<br /><br />Esta foi realmente uma Grande Aventura!<br /><br /><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br />Aqi está o Hot Air Balloon subindo aos céus com a famosa CN Tower ao fundo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FkDUOqQ1I/AAAAAAAAEmc/H2eGeW2n4_o/s1600-h/Sep20049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FkDUOqQ1I/AAAAAAAAEmc/H2eGeW2n4_o/s400/Sep20049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170523855330624338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós estávamos tão alto que quase podíamos ver nossa casa lá embaixo. Eu achei que poderia ver Babi e toda a gangue. Veja quão alto nós estávamos!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjYkOqQwI/AAAAAAAAEl0/cxG05Eb2vBA/s1600-h/Sep19020J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjYkOqQwI/AAAAAAAAEl0/cxG05Eb2vBA/s400/Sep19020J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170523120891216642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Papi chamou seu amigo Backup Brian para ele saber quão alto nós estávamos.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjY0OqQxI/AAAAAAAAEl8/2vjzyShm0U8/s1600-h/Sep19028J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjY0OqQxI/AAAAAAAAEl8/2vjzyShm0U8/s400/Sep19028J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170523125186183954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe e Papi comigo, num retrato de família para mostrar à gangue quando voltarmos. Eles ficarão ciumados quando virem onde levei mamãe e papi.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjZEOqQyI/AAAAAAAAEmE/m7rAJTze5Fw/s1600-h/Sep19030J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjZEOqQyI/AAAAAAAAEmE/m7rAJTze5Fw/s400/Sep19030J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170523129481151266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós pousamos com segurança em terra.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjZEOqQzI/AAAAAAAAEmM/TpoRf_n2yQE/s1600-h/Sep19037J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8FjZEOqQzI/AAAAAAAAEmM/TpoRf_n2yQE/s400/Sep19037J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170523129481151282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Esta foi a mais fabulosa, fantástica, excitante, maravilhosa experiência da minha vida!<br /><br />Esta sou eu . . . . . Bambina a Aeronauta!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco e Judy</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-6757122907245534205?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-78319237800790145042008-02-24T09:02:00.000-03:002008-02-24T10:55:55.456-03:00No dia 12 de Setembro, 2004, me enfeitei toda e rumamos para o aeroporto.<br /><br /><br />Nós viajamos num veículo de transporte de 1ª classe....uma Van.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZ0UOqQtI/AAAAAAAAElc/FZrdk1I4MEU/s1600-h/Sep12001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZ0UOqQtI/AAAAAAAAElc/FZrdk1I4MEU/s400/Sep12001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170301496283775698" border="0" /></a><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br /><br />Alguns membros da família foram ao aeroporto de Guarulhos SP para a despedida. Aqui estão Tia Lu, Tia Sandra e eu, vendo todas aquelas pessoas no aeroporto. Estou tão excitada!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZ1EOqQuI/AAAAAAAAElk/uVrDmgVUnRw/s1600-h/Sep12010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZ1EOqQuI/AAAAAAAAElk/uVrDmgVUnRw/s400/Sep12010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170301509168677602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Eu dormi parte da viagem para Toronto.<br /><br />Aqui estamos logo após o pouso, pela manhã. Papi estava lá para nos encontrar. A mamãe não está elegante?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZTkOqQrI/AAAAAAAAElM/WKqQ5G9AqlM/s1600-h/Sep13003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZTkOqQrI/AAAAAAAAElM/WKqQ5G9AqlM/s400/Sep13003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170300933643059890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe e eu caminhando ao longo da rua da casa do Papi. Este lugar é muito interessante. É tudo tão diferente de Poços de Caldas, nossa casa no Brasil.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZT0OqQsI/AAAAAAAAElU/2KVCm4tLAns/s1600-h/Sep13005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CZT0OqQsI/AAAAAAAAElU/2KVCm4tLAns/s400/Sep13005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170300937938027202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui eu e Papi num banco do parque num dia môrno no comêço do outono no Canadá.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CYd0OqQpI/AAAAAAAAEk8/6I_LbeQXYBY/s1600-h/Sep15004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CYd0OqQpI/AAAAAAAAEk8/6I_LbeQXYBY/s400/Sep15004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170300010225091218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós passeamos pelos caminhos de uma Feira de Exposições, mas estava terminada, uma semana atrás. Vejam esse grande canhão!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CYeEOqQqI/AAAAAAAAElE/g1NwO-Wrjyo/s1600-h/Sep15019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CYeEOqQqI/AAAAAAAAElE/g1NwO-Wrjyo/s400/Sep15019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170300014520058530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Também encontrei um policial de Toronto e seu cavalo. Ambos muito amigáveis.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWf0OqQjI/AAAAAAAAEkM/TX4WcJImuWI/s1600-h/Sep15023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWf0OqQjI/AAAAAAAAEkM/TX4WcJImuWI/s400/Sep15023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170297845561573938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />E então eu estava no paraíso!!! Vejam toda essa comida para cães e brinquedos, e roupas. Uma garota adoraria um lugar como esse.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWgUOqQkI/AAAAAAAAEkU/7k9Pk2UCS2k/s1600-h/Sep17002J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWgUOqQkI/AAAAAAAAEkU/7k9Pk2UCS2k/s400/Sep17002J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170297854151508546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui estou num ônibus com Papi. Foi uma grande experiência para mim.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWgkOqQlI/AAAAAAAAEkc/IM7n-OvpGjE/s1600-h/Sep17001J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWgkOqQlI/AAAAAAAAEkc/IM7n-OvpGjE/s400/Sep17001J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170297858446475858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós fomos ao centro e encontrei novos amigos num parque.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWg0OqQmI/AAAAAAAAEkk/sHbQU4ea2uM/s1600-h/Sep17002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWg0OqQmI/AAAAAAAAEkk/sHbQU4ea2uM/s400/Sep17002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170297862741443170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Nós brincamos um pouco. Eles eram cães e pessoas agradáveis.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWhEOqQnI/AAAAAAAAEks/TWsfE0kH-44/s1600-h/Sep17003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CWhEOqQnI/AAAAAAAAEks/TWsfE0kH-44/s400/Sep17003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170297867036410482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Então agora, minha grande aventura havia começado e eu estava curtindo as novas visões, sons, cheiros, gente e cães do Canadá!<br /><br />Foi maravilhoso. O que poderia ser melhor?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco e Judy</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-7831923780079014504?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-40704556616189009062008-02-23T17:50:00.001-03:002008-02-24T10:42:29.601-03:00Aqui estou eu na cozinha da mamãe onde eu nasci) com minha primeira amiga na casa.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxkOqQhI/AAAAAAAAEj8/TWr4QV-5Ajs/s1600-h/Feb13003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxkOqQhI/AAAAAAAAEj8/TWr4QV-5Ajs/s400/Feb13003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283856853090834" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br />Nós nos tornamos grandes amigas. Seu nome: Babi. Nós dormimos juntas na cama da<br />mamãe claro.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxUOqQgI/AAAAAAAAEj0/LCVpb_Km9dI/s1600-h/Bambina+e+Babi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxUOqQgI/AAAAAAAAEj0/LCVpb_Km9dI/s400/Bambina+e+Babi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283852558123522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Porque eu sou uma Princesa, eu tenho meu desjejum na cama.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJaUOqQbI/AAAAAAAAEjM/wNk6RZx-LKQ/s1600-h/March20021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJaUOqQbI/AAAAAAAAEjM/wNk6RZx-LKQ/s400/March20021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283457421132210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJakOqQcI/AAAAAAAAEjU/E-BwpmBVikU/s1600-h/March20022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJakOqQcI/AAAAAAAAEjU/E-BwpmBVikU/s400/March20022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283461716099522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe levou-me na rua para ver as folhas caindo... Era Outono aqui.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxkOqQiI/AAAAAAAAEkE/p8pf8NTDqlg/s1600-h/autumn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJxkOqQiI/AAAAAAAAEkE/p8pf8NTDqlg/s400/autumn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283856853090850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Agora já sou uma adolescente e decidi que era hora de ir para o Canada rever o Papi.<br /><br />Esta é a foto do meu passaporte.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJakOqQdI/AAAAAAAAEjc/QTjdnjI0cnI/s1600-h/Bambina+Paola.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJakOqQdI/AAAAAAAAEjc/QTjdnjI0cnI/s400/Bambina+Paola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283461716099538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aqui está meu passaporte com foto e descrição como: minha cor: Tan, idade, enderêço e o<br />nome da mamãe. No verso vocês podem ver meu cartão de saúde com todas as vacinas em<br />dia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJa0OqQeI/AAAAAAAAEjk/lpUUVakLcms/s1600-h/Feb23001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJa0OqQeI/AAAAAAAAEjk/lpUUVakLcms/s400/Feb23001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283466011066850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJbEOqQfI/AAAAAAAAEjs/K89S7MjDJsM/s1600-h/Feb23002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R8CJbEOqQfI/AAAAAAAAEjs/K89S7MjDJsM/s400/Feb23002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170283470306034162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu ajudei a mamãe a fazer as malas e também comprar minha bolsa de viagem.<br /><br /><br />Então ficamos prontas para voar e começar minha grande aventura!..... yupiiiii<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Judy</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-4070455661618900906?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161069199578177714.post-78432084161515036212008-02-17T16:24:00.000-03:002008-02-18T16:52:34.801-03:00Eu nasci no dia 8 de novembro, 1999, na cozinha da mamãe em Poços de Caldas, MG, Brasil. Eu fui a menor dos nove bebês e foi por isso que eu ainda estou com a mamãe. Quando as pessoas vinham escolher um bebê para comprar, mamãe me escondia para que não me escolhessem. Eles nunca me viam!<br /><br />Quando todos meus irmãos e irmãs se foram então foi decidido que eu ficaria. Desde então em todos os lugares que ela ia eu ia também. Inclusive nas viagens. Foi assim que conheci Campinas e Batatais, onde temos parentes.<br /><br />Quando completei 2 anos mamãe decidiu encontrar alguém para tomar conta de nós. Precisava ser alguém especial que gostasse de cães porque mamãe tinha adotado vários irmãos e irmãs para mim. Esta pessoa deveria aceitar-me EM SUA CAMA. Vocês podem imaginar impôr tais regras a um novato? Eu achava que mamãe pedia demais e que nunca encontraria essa pessoa. Bem, ela comprou um computador e começou a procurar essa pessoa pelo mundo.<br /><br />Ela levou um loooongo tempo, então em 2 dias ela encontrou o que estava procurando. Ela encontrou um Grande Urso Branco no Canadá.<br /><br />No dia 26 de Novembro, 2003, Urso Branco chegou ao Brasil pela primeira vez. E foi quando todas as minhas aventuras começaram. Eu os levei para passarem a Lua de Mel em Monte Verde, uma deliciosa cidade nas montanhas de Minas Gerais, Brasil.<br /><br />Esta sou eu em minha casinha transportável em Monte Verde.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7SUmUOqPTI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/7Nqiy9vv32A/s1600-h/BamMonteverde.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7SUmUOqPTI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/7Nqiy9vv32A/s400/BamMonteverde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166918058486938930" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br />Eu não sou uma gracinha?<br /><br /><br />Agora vamos começar as aventuras!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6b0OqP_I/AAAAAAAAEfg/d1QdASd0JBs/s1600-h/Dec08001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6b0OqP_I/AAAAAAAAEfg/d1QdASd0JBs/s400/Dec08001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168015190702833650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Esta é minha mamãe e eu no aeroporto em Monte Verde no topo da montanha, tomando uma cerveja, em Dezembro, 2003.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6cEOqQAI/AAAAAAAAEfo/6a-IKlWynSA/s1600-h/Dec08023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6cEOqQAI/AAAAAAAAEfo/6a-IKlWynSA/s400/Dec08023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168015194997800962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Papi e eu tomando uma cerveja no aeroporto também!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h9fEOqQBI/AAAAAAAAEfw/dnHXGd9hTHE/s1600-h/Dec08022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h9fEOqQBI/AAAAAAAAEfw/dnHXGd9hTHE/s400/Dec08022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168018545072291858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu amei esta Casa do Chocolate. É um restaurante e também servem todo tipo de deliciosos chocolates, bebidas e doces. Aqui estou eu e mamãe nos degráus.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6H0OqP6I/AAAAAAAAEe4/fu-eCCeNQtU/s1600-h/Dec08036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6H0OqP6I/AAAAAAAAEe4/fu-eCCeNQtU/s400/Dec08036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168014847105449890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu me vestia na última moda.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6IEOqP7I/AAAAAAAAEfA/eUAd96TSVU8/s1600-h/Dec10001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6IEOqP7I/AAAAAAAAEfA/eUAd96TSVU8/s400/Dec10001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168014851400417202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mamãe e eu passeando pelos arredores da Pousada.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6IkOqP8I/AAAAAAAAEfI/1tgxuo42Z4c/s1600-h/Dec10004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6IkOqP8I/AAAAAAAAEfI/1tgxuo42Z4c/s400/Dec10004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168014859990351810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu também me vestia dentro de casa.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6I0OqP9I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/1A6Njghdv_Y/s1600-h/Dec10011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6I0OqP9I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/1A6Njghdv_Y/s400/Dec10011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168014864285319122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Agora, esta foi a primeira das muitas primeiras experiências para mim. Aqui estou tomando meu primeiro banho numa Jacuzzi. Foi maravilhoso!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6JEOqP-I/AAAAAAAAEfY/pQ48wDiXoVw/s1600-h/Dec10049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h6JEOqP-I/AAAAAAAAEfY/pQ48wDiXoVw/s400/Dec10049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168014868580286434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Quando acabei, mamãe me embrulhou numa toalha macia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5PEOqP1I/AAAAAAAAEeQ/elqPQpYaGzM/s1600-h/Dec10054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5PEOqP1I/AAAAAAAAEeQ/elqPQpYaGzM/s400/Dec10054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013872147873618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Então me esfregou até me enxugar. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5PUOqP2I/AAAAAAAAEeY/DtKftUQIebw/s1600-h/Dec10055.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5PUOqP2I/AAAAAAAAEeY/DtKftUQIebw/s400/Dec10055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013876442840930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Depois de seca com a toalha eu sentei na cama para descansar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5P0OqP3I/AAAAAAAAEeg/T09_4uV8Ens/s1600-h/Dec11004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5P0OqP3I/AAAAAAAAEeg/T09_4uV8Ens/s400/Dec11004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013885032775538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />A Jacuzzi me deixou sonolenta, eu me enrolei na cama e tirei uma soneca.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5QkOqP5I/AAAAAAAAEew/vOWJsOW8jyU/s1600-h/Dec12005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5QkOqP5I/AAAAAAAAEew/vOWJsOW8jyU/s400/Dec12005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013897917677458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Depois saí para brincar com meu brinquedo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5QEOqP4I/AAAAAAAAEeo/fT-glvRJKJk/s1600-h/Dec12002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVK1IVCnPXc/R7h5QEOqP4I/AAAAAAAAEeo/fT-glvRJKJk/s400/Dec12002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013889327742850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Desta forma minhas aventuras começaram.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Fotos de Urso Branco e Judy</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8161069199578177714-7843208416151503621?l=nossosanimaisnobrasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Urso Brancohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114118768154146771noreply@blogger.com0