Well, as I was saying, it's absurd to worry; he's not a porky father.
The first bear trap that we came to, we found a "porky" in it.
No, Smoky, it is no dog; neither is it a porky; it is a bear this time all right.
It was Porky, with that wedge-coat of hisn, and a seegar as big as a corn-cob!
Diana looked doubtfully at the two inches of brown, porky substance on her ivy-leaf ...