fatmaking

Updated: August 22, 2026

And he found himself confronting a huge black bear. The bear was busy looting a bee-tree. It was the season when he and his like are stocking up, with all the fatmaking food they can gorge, in preparation for the winter's "holing-in." Thus, he viewed with sluggish non-interest the advent of the dog. He had scented Lad for as long a time as Lad had scented him. But he had eaten on, unperturbed.

Albert Payson Terhune - Further Adventures of Lad