Don’t lead cows to slaughter!
I love you, and I know
I should have told you soon-a
But you didn’t buy the dolphin-safe tuna!
BEAR! BEAR! Bear!
I’ve got something to say! Don’t be scared!
Bacon is bad! Beef is wrong!
Mad Cow disease stays with you for a time that’s long!
I want you to be mine, can’t you see?
That’s why I’m down, down on my knee!
It may not yet be legal,
but it’s better than eating a beagle,
so won’t you please marry me?
SHE WOULD have said that family is all a person needs
and it wouldn’t matter if they’re near or far.
All that matters is the lesson we must heed:
to know that this is us, that this is who we are.
NO. ABSOLUTELY not. No way.
I know what you’re thinking: But, Tj! You could continue this! THERE COULD TOTALLY BE MORE.
Nope.
There will not be BOATK: The Next Generation, with Bear and Otter as the wizened old parents and Ty as the epic uncle, watching these kids grow up and find their way.
(Goddammit. That gave me ideas.)
It’s time, folks. It’s time for me to close this door. It’s time for me to say goodbye. These guys have been with me for the better part of a decade, and have given me more than I ever thought possible.
But even before I sat down to write this book, I knew that this was going to be the end. Because it does need to end, even if we don’t want it to. Just remember, though: it’s not about the destination. It’s about the long and winding road that took us there.
And I will remember that road always.