Not sure what you mean by 'hottest'. I do remember talking to my good friend Bart, the star of the 1988 film "The Bear", after he was shamefully overlooked by the Academy Awards for that year. He was drowning his sorrows with a large chocolate milkshake, and I commented that he was looking exceptionally fit. He explained that shooting the film was so strenuous, with so many retakes and dangerous stunts performed under the glare of the sun, that he had lost a stone and a half, and at the end of some days he had to sit in a refrigerated trailer just to cool off.
2. Apart from your house & car, what is the most important item you have acquired?
I share my house with some humans, who seem to think that because they pay the rent they're in charge. And I don't have a car, I ride a horse called Parker.
When I discovered the open window around the back of the cake shop.
I'm not a very materialistic bear, and I think the best gift I ever received was the following piece of advice from my wise old grandfather. "Orso, my boy," he said to me one day, "no matter how bad things may seem, no matter what disappointments you may encounter along life's highway, always remember that Haagen Dazs ice cream works out cheaper the more of it you buy." He was right, and I've never forgotten his wisdom.
Lending this bear my keyboard. Don't get me wrong, I love "The Teddy Bear's Picnic", but it's all he can play.
6. Four words to describe yourself?
Charming, endearing, handsome, modest
7. What is the lowlight or highlight of 2008?
The highlight was the 2nd birthday party of my friend Knut. Here he is opening my present: a sack of ice cream.
8.What is your favourite film?
An exciting thriller about a somewhat naughty bear getting up to mischief.I'm thinking of becoming a doctor. I've already picked out my parking space.
Unquestionably Yogi. I try to model myself on his resourcefulness and easy way with a one-liner. My friend Fred, who is a very old bear, remembers when this series was first shown, and he tells me that you could go out into the streets on transmission nights and not see a single bear.
Now we come to the task of handing the tag on, but it would appear that most of my favourite bears have already been tagged. I therefore open this questionnaire up to all non-human bloggers who would like to have a go. Just leave me a message in my comments and I'll rush over to your sites and look at your answers.






A side-view. Please note that the string you can see is purely to lift the basket. When doing the actual jump I used no wires, nets or protection of any kind. Just sheer bravery.
With just seconds to go, it is at this point that some bears find their courage is not equal to the task and change their mind. I did not.
And away I go. Until you've done it, you cannot know the excitement.
I know this looks like I'm walking up the exterior of the church, but in fact this is another thrilling action shot of the descent. I just decided to come down in this incredibly stylish way because I was so calm and collected I was able to come up with clever ideas like this while actually in mid-air.
Finally, this is me looking as pleased as Punch, as well I might, holding my Certificate of Valour. The dictionary defines valour as "strength of mind or spirit that enables somebody to encounter danger with firmness and personal bravery", so the word was particularly well chosen in this instance.