Oh, you mean your dog. [He scratches his head with a claw.] Sorry. It's hard to think about much besides wanting some honey right now.

[He could just crack a beehive right open. Even those bees that're wads of bees stuck together couldn't sting him through this fur. Yep, just...he shakes his head. He was doing something.

He approaches the dog gingerly.] I hope this thing is sturdy. Here goes nothing.

[He's not real small to begin with, and turning into a bear hasn't made him any daintier. He gives crawling up on the dog's back a shot.]