But the next day, I opened the door and a bear was standing there.

But when he opened the door, the Bear was standing there.

When he turned to leave, the Bear was standing in the doorway.

For a moment the two bears stood apart, getting their breath back.

The strange bear had been standing with its eyes fixed on the Director.

Over her shoulder, she saw the bear was still standing there, not pursuing yet.

The black bear stood patiently, watching us hang the food.

The bear was standing over him with its head turned to one side, looking away, sniffing, listening.

The man went out to see what could be the matter, and when he got out there stood a great big white bear.

The bear had stopped in his tracks and stood eyeing the boy.