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A Night in a Grassy Field with a Tiger

February 8, 2015
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Mum had organized to spend a night in a grassy field with a tiger. We were in India at the time. We were to sleep on, and preferably not get off, a large net. It was not very high. We’re told not to stare at him or run. Mum wasn’t worried. Most of the time he stayed on the far side of the field, but one time he came closer like he was about to pounce. I was off the net and terrified. He waited until I was back on the net, then chanced a lion around. I guess he thought he was there to protect us from other large cats.

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