Through the fence, I’m not Steve Irwin. Hell, even Steveo would think twice about messing with a Siberian Tiger. Eight hundred pounds of bad mood is how I would describe them. Or, bulldozer with an attitude.
Most of the cats at the CARE Foundation are somewhat predisposed towards women due to the boss being a woman and the prevalence of women. Therefore, I only played IN the cage with a couple of young Florida panthers. When they hit about 80 pounds I no longer worked there.
One tiger loved me. I could tell because he always, um, pleasured himself when I showed up. “Sabre,” the full-grown Siberian, I used to scratch under the edge of a chain link fence.
This may be applicable to many types of animals: after scratching Sabre one day I walked back by the other Siberian (male) tiger, Balshoi, who smelled the scent of Sabre on me. Well, male tigers do not get along. When Balshoi smelled Sabre on me he rushed to the edge of the cage and scared the crap out of me. Had the chain link fence not been there I would certainly be dead. Moral: animals go more by smell than looks. (You just have to believe me when I say that I do not look like a Siberian tiger.)
Another time we had many guests out at the Foundation and Balshoi was in the running cage - getting him in and out of there is always ‘fun,’ I digress - I was standing with the fresh mea… guests. I was facing the cage and discussing tigers with a guy with his back to the tiger cage. I knew this was not a good idea. AS I was saying “never turn your back on a tiger” before I could reach “tiger” Balshoi charged this guy and stood up on his hind legs as he got to the fence, making him appear about 12 feet tall. The guy, who was only a couple of feet from the fence, freaked out and ran. Balshoi would have loved to ‘play’ with this guy.
Rule 2: never run from a tiger. You can’t possibly get away and it excites their predation instincts more than anything else, except children.
Rule 3: predatory cats love children. Every time kids showed up the cats got very excited. They would stalk children hoping, somehow, that they might get a crack at one. I think this rule may apply to all predators. Small animals (kids) are in far more danger than adults.
I’m leaving out the stories where the boss was bitten, people were slashed at, the cats tried to get at each other, etc.
Note: all the cats had their front claws removed and had been raised by humans. Therefore, reintroducing them to the wild was never possible. Also, this makes human contact possible. Otherwise, they are simply too dangerous.