Mazerati the bear cub

Meet Mazerati the bear cub. She is just shy of six months, weighs 40-sumfin' pounds and is quite possibly the sweetest thing this side of diabetes. She would parade back and forth and let herself be petted (everywhere behind the colar) and at one point she lay down on her back, sucked the gamekeeper's underarm and proceeded to purr like a cat. I have video footage, good people.

All pics here.


A rare instance of the bear bothering to get up on her hind legs to eat. Usually she would just wave a paw half heartedly and wait for the food to come to her. Can't say I blame her.


She looks terrifying, but she was meek as a lamb.


Oh, is it lunchtime already?


Unbearably cute (pun intended).


A million times cuter than a human child of the same age.


Make that a billion.


Straight out with her paws behind her.


Her favorite toy? A feather.