Gracefully strolling through the tall reeds, the mighty African tigress lifted her nose into the air as the cool breeze rushed through the widespread grasslands. She looked down across the valley with ruthless vanity, feeling power over the entirety of nature; this land belonged to her and her alone. As the tigress gazed over her territory, her eye caught on a gallant image and followed it across the dry fields, and she wondered jeeringly to herself, “What precious meal dares to enter my domain?” This object of attention turned to object of possession as she viewed the luscious feast as already hers. Her mighty tail swung back and forth, and her massive jaws chomped with delight, and she thought, “Well, well, isn’t this charming? What a sumptuous breakfast I shall eradicate today.” Quickly leaping lower into the grass, she quietly and cautiously sprung down into the valley. Hearing the sound of galloping footsteps approaching, she suddenly rushed in and leapt onto the back of a beautiful gazelle. Tearing her powerful claws through the gazelle’s velvety flesh, she released a frightening snarl, and the gazelle shrieked in terror and pain while continuing to gallop at an increasing speed. In a vicious rage the tigress let her mighty jaws fall upon the soft neck of her prey, piercing the poor, helpless animal. Dragging the shocked victim to the ground, she groaned, ripping her claws through the side of the stiff animal. Standing back to gaze upon her victory, the dominant tigress unleashed a triumphant roar of pleasure.

 

     Suddenly she blinked as the lights clicked on, and little Susie walked into the bedroom. Finding the fat, little, white kitty sprawled across her rug with a formidable scowl, sending muffled hisses and dulcet, gurgling “meows” through the stuffed, toy bunny still clenched between those tiny teeth, Susie agitatedly yelled, “Mommy, Fluffy’s been playing ‘tiger’ with my dollies again!” Fluffy rose to her paws and resumed her stately promenade out of the room, with her chin in the air, as the tigress she presumed herself to be, all the while wondering, “Why does she keep calling me ‘Fluffy’?”