January 29, 2011

5 comments:

Big Em said...

Hey -- it's May in Wisconsin? When were you visiting here??

Beaverboy said...

It might be May in Wisconsin (do you use 10W suntan lotion?) but I bet it's Caturday in New Jersey.

Here's a guy that likes them big and small.

Capt. Bat Guano said...

Beaverboy, I want to shout at that guy: "Dude, get the hell out of there, you're made out of meat!"

Big Em said...

Yeah, Beaverboy, I saw something similar on The Animal Planet (can't recall the specific show) a few weeks ago. Some guy owned 5 or more tigers down south (I want to say it was Texas, but I could be wrong) and would go into the cages and play with them. If they started playing too rough he would slap them moderately on their nose to snap them out of it! But like your above video, he had been with them their whole life and had a strong relationship, so there was virtually no danger of them attacking him (assuming they were well fed, which was the case) as prey. The problem is more the accidental stuff - - - a 400-700 lb cat that's playing, or even just affectionally pushing up against you like cats like to do, can crunch a few ribs pretty easily. Another similar show shot in Florida showed one of the trainers in a leg cast because the tiger in that case had affectionately laid down halfway on him and his was at a bad angle and it dislocated his knee.

All-in-all I'd say big-cats' disposition are better than Dick Cheney's and they've killed WAY fewer humans than Cheney's actions...

Beaverboy said...

With cats I've noticed that getting them at an early age imprints on them that you are the mother figure which they hold for life.
Dogs need to see you as the alpha or leader of your wolf pack.

Gotta go now, it's bedtime for the critters.
Not sure what to do first, go outside and howl at the moon or go lick a pussy.