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"Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard."
Just remember; To Miss Kitty , you are a medium sized, slow, easy to catch, snack. YOU might think she's a pretty girl , SHE thinks that the talking monkeys are food she hasn't caught YET. Big and dangerous is only pretty if you believe that you are in control, otherwise its just scary as hell. I try to never forget WHO is looking back at me from the cage. (look up HOWDA PISTOL) --Ray
Could frame thy fearful symmetry .......
That's probably why Kellogg's picked a tiger to flog breakfast cereal, and Exxon its gasoline. And Hobbes, of course. :)Wonder how many bad parodies of Blake there are that describe other cats?Leopard, leopard in a tree,Contemplating eating me...Tam's reply: *one* more bad parody, anyway...
We were down Sarasota way last week and spent an afternoon at http://bigcathabitat.org. Neat way to spend a couple hours. I made a friend in a Tiger who was quite curious as to my wheelchair. We spent a bit playing chase up and down his run.
Our two current fuzzballs will have to do for now, in the Tiger department.All 8-1/2 lbs. of miniature, long haired black cuteness, and her 13 lb. fur-factory, long haired tabby brother.He's about ferocious as Hello Kitty, and I don't mean Kalishnikitty, either.But, let a housefly sneak through the door, and you can see that wee bit o' Tiger in 'em, all the same.JimSunk New DawnGalveston, TX
I too would like to look at tigers all day, possibly over rifle sights in the vane of Peter Capstick
Funniest thing I ever did see, at the Nawlins Zoo: A couple of kids watching the cheetahs being the glass. One of the cheetahs stretches nonchalantly, settles back down into the catloaf position, then starts the exact same butt-wiggle that housecats do just before rolling in hot on a cat toy...Kids are oblivious, until the cheetah charges them, breaking off at the last second before hitting the glass, and stepping back to his buddy, entire body radiating feline amusement, while the kids scramble in terror. My wife and I are trying not to have a hearty laugh at the kids' expense, having seen this coming and done nothing
My local PBS station recently showed the BBC documentary "Tiger - Spy in the Jungle." Elephants carrying cameras disguised as tree trunks were used to film a tigress and her four cubs in an Indian tiger refuge. No doubt that the footage was manipulated for the purposes of narrative, but it was still fun to watch the cubs grow up. More importantly, they weren't afraid to show the tigers kill and feed.http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b009smrg
A lifetime ago I used to hang out with a bunch of Cooper's acolytes. I went on a desert shooting excursion and campout organized by a guy who coached at Orange Gunsite. At day's end everyone parked around the campfire and took turns reciting poems, heavy emphasis on Kipling and Robert Service. When my turn came I gave them the only poem I've ever bothered to commit to memory. That one.
Snow leopards are pretty, um, pretty too. But, yeah, I'm reminded of how, when tasked with bringing the most beautiful Earth female for an interstellar beauty contest, Jaime Retief chose a female Bengal Tiger.
Jim Corbett, who hunted down so many man-eaters, described the tiger as "a large-hearted gentleman", and even credited one(the Dabidhura Temple tiger)with having a sense of humor. Lightning can kill you, too, but it's beautiful and impressive to watch.
Tigers-- particularly Siberian tigers, have always been my favorite big cat. They are ridiculously fast and strong, yet beautiful. Even in cages, they maintain enormous amounts of muscle. Check out the great scene of a blind woman examining a sedated tiger in the movie Manhunter. (With an excellent and uncharacteristic musical piece by Shriekback (known primarily for their song "Nemesis") playing in the background, called "Coelocanth".)
The first photo makes me feel as though a movie is about to begin.
I really had no idea about jaw power until I went to Out of Africa in AZ on a feeding day.(Wed is the best!) Watched a Siberian kitty eat a deer head. Started licking the open neck then very casually chomped through the skull like a human bites through a Hershey bar.Complete awe.
I figure Tam can have a lean and tigerish aspect every once in a while. We benefit from it, because she is socialized enough to reduce much of her natural aggressiveness to snark.
Me too. I think Manda had to physically pull me away last time we went to the zoo.
Sorry, but Kipling ruined real tigers for me....I saw those photos and thought 'Shere Khan, you don't know who you're messing with.'Imaginary tigers are a different critter altogether; whoever that one thinks he is, he's no match for Hobbes.gvi
Ever been to Exotic Feline Rescue Center over in Center Point? It's the most tigers I've ever seen in one place and you're probably close enough for it to just be an afternoon trip.
"I could spend all day watching tigers..."And tigers could spend all day watching you
"Tiger, tiger, burning bright,what has caused you to ignite?"If that wasn't more than enough I can dish out a longer one.
The San Diego Zoo Safari Park near Escondido has just opened a fabulous tiger area. Come see the tigers in a beautiful habitat.
"When I see the expression 'as cruel as a tiger' and 'as blood- thirsty as a tiger' in print, I think of a small boy armed with an old muzzle-loading gun the right barrel of which was split for six inches of its length, and the stock and barrels of which were kept from falling apart by lashings of brass wire wandering through the jungles of the terai and bhabar in the days when there were ten tigers to every one that now survives; sleeping anywhere he happened to be when night came on, with a small fire to give him company and warmth, wakened at intervals by the calling of tigers, sometimes in the distance, at other times near at hand; throwing another stick on the fire and turning over and continuing his interrupted sleep without one thought of unease; knowing from his own short experience and from what others, who like himself had spent their days in the jungles, had told him, that a tiger, unless molested, would do him no harm; or during daylight hours avoiding any tiger he saw, and when that was not possible, standing perfectly still until it had passed and gone, before continuing on his way. And I think of him on one occasion stalking half-a-dozen jungle fowl that were feeding in the open, and on creeping up to a plum bush and standing up to peer over, the bush heaving and a tiger walking out on the far side and, on clearing the bush, turning round and looking at the boy with an expression on its face which said as clearly as any words, 'Hello, kid, what the hell are you doing here?' and, receivingno answer, turning round and walking away very slowly without once looking back. And then again I think of the tens of thousands of men, women and children who, while working in the forests or cutting grass or collecting dry sticks, pass day after day close to where tigers are lying up and who, when they return safely to their homes, do not even know that they have been under the observation of this so called 'cruel' and 'blood- thirsty' animal. Half a century has rolled by since the day the tiger walked out of the plum bush, the latter thirty-two years of which have been spent in the more or less regular pursuit of man-eaters, and though sights have been seen which would have caused a stone to weep, I have not seen a case where a tiger has been deliberately cruel or where it has been bloodthirsty to the extent that it has killed, without provocation, more than it has needed to satisfy its hunger or the hunger of its cubs. A tiger's function in the scheme of things is to help maintain the balance in nature and if, on rare occasions when driven by dire necessity, he kills a human being or when his natural food has been ruthlessly exterminated by man he kills two per cent of the cattle he is alleged to have killed, it is not fair that for these acts a whole species should be branded as being cruel and bloodthirsty."Jim Corbett - "Maneaters of the Kumaon" - 1947https://archive.org/stream/maneatersofkumao029903mbp#page/n5/mode/2up
At the Austin Zoo, there is a tiger cage with a sign warning visitors that the tigers can urinate well beyond the distance from bars to walkway.Watching newbies stand and patiently read the sign as an insolent beast casually walks to the front of the cage, turns his back to the kiddies, and lets loose with a high pressure blast is a frequent high point of visits to the zoo.Visitors beware!
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