a bear. He lay lifeless. From his shoulders flowed the blood. Probably a hunter tried to shoot this poor animal, I thought. I took him to keep from dying. I decided that I would look after him. I'd feed him to treat his wounds, I'd do everything that the bear again would live a normal life. For several days he did not eat or drink, refused everything I offered to him. Five days later a suffering bear crawled to the bowl with food and started to eat a little. I was glad that the bear finally touched the food In a few days I called the local doctor to examine my patient. But the doctor said that the bear's state was not very good. And he said it was not a bear, but a female bear and, besides, she was pregnant. I was so surprised to seventh heaven From that moment I decided that I would give all my love to that bear whom I called Sparkle A month later Sparkle slowly began to recover. Her spirits rose with every passing day. We started to go for a walk. A few weeks later Sparkle regained her strength and gave birth to a beautiful baby bear. I was delighted with him. When the little bear grew a bit older I couldn't look after him and his mother properly. I gave them to the Arctic National Park for polar bears. I, meanwhile, became a vet. Now I have so much experience in taking care of the bears, and even give lectures at our local university.