When I was in Greenough, Montana, I came across a bear cub. I was off this path, and I thought, If there's… — Al Roker Copy Share Image
You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“And maybe... you are a little fat bear cub with no wings, and no feathers.” — Else Holmelund Minarik Copy Share Image
