“The tiger had pounced and pinned me against the tree. The tiger had propped me up, with its claws buried in my sagging shoulders. He was chewing on my head and had it almost entirely in its mouth!”
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Tiger tales. Who's the hunter?
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“The tiger had pounced and pinned me against the tree. The tiger had propped me up, with its claws buried in my sagging shoulders. He was chewing on my head and had it almost entirely in its mouth!”