The Bus

I don't like the way the human keeps looking at bus information at all. I'm sure that's another disaster in the making. Not only is she thinking of taking the bus in search of relations, but she's wanting to head for the birthplace of the bears, too. And you know if she goes there, all of the bears will want to go along, and they will try to drag me with them! It is a good eight hours to the bears' birthplace! Eight hours on a bus with my 742 siblings! Doesn't that violate some rule against cruel and infeline punishment? I really must find a way to block the human from visiting the buss site.