Ok, by way of explanation, I've wanted a pet tiger since first reading The Blue Sword, by Robin McKinley, so there was no way I was going to pass this up. I called James (who happened to be at the PSU Library writing his final paper), and he and I went over to the Waterfront Village (I think that's the name). The tiger was feeling rather tiger-ish at the time, so we waited for him to calm down a bit before sitting on the tiger-holding-chair and we held the baby tiger while he chewed on his handler's arm and the assistant took our picture. Here are the results:


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