was the miniaturebears that became so fashionablewere prone to hip dysplasia so those who had been unable to resistowning a grizzly the size of a house cat were forced to watch the animalsslowly lose the function of their back legs and drag their limbs behind them in an uncanny echo of a miniature sea lion.What made it worse was how good-natured the little bears turned out to be, how accepting of their fate, as if they'd knowntheir legs would last only a short while,like the anticipatory grins of those waiting in line for the tilt-a-whirl at the county fair. Peopleused to post photos of the bears holding plums between their forepaws, tucking into the fruitlike a melon. A man in Seattle thought it would be funny to film his wrestling with a salmon but when the silver jaws grippedonto the tiny furred limb and they both flipped into the streamit went viral for the wrong reasons and the look on the man's face as he dragged the sodden hulkof what looked like a strangely delicate woodchuck from the watertold us everything we needed to know.
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