Bearly

He was going to be a bearly bear. With a bearly mate.

Past two years old Keg was now, a big and very bearly bear, and with the first tocsin of fall in the air he'd wandered off toward Sugar-loaf, answering the call of his kind.

All acting like nothing even happened at all. (Then, a half hour later) Boom! BOOOM!! (There's a poundin down at the door) As Jeanie goes ta answer it, as im in the kitchen getting cereal. As another Big bearly Man Comes barging in.