PearBear was beginning to see a small problem about to happen. Namely, he was indeed now a baby sitter. And he hadn't the slightest idea what you did about babies, especially baby dragons. He asked his friends, who by now were admiring the baby. You just keep feeding them until they aren't hungry any longer, and then they go to sleep until they are hungry again, and then you start all over.
Mice have protein.
The baby, meantime, had left the old robin nest and was now sitting on PearBear's head, pulling his ears. PearBear wasn't paying much attention because he was worrying about feeding the child dragon and at the same time wondering how soon Dragon would return to reclaim it. Sooner than ten years, he hoped. Ten years may be a very short time to a dragon, but it is a very long time to a bear. The baby was chewing on PearBear's neck napkin now.