Margaret has a bear. A Perfectly Normous Bear, which she loves, and will occasionally hug, and whose nose she frequently honks.
And sometimes, she just hangs out with him.
His name was something that took a while to figure out. We have settled on Bertie. It’s short for Albert, which is the translation of his real name, which is Albertus Ursus. (What, your baby doesn’t have a bear with a Latin name?).
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