We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
This is the kind of 'wildlife' film that really gives me the willies. Whether it's about lions or polar bears, the unwary civilians in our society get the idea that wild animals are cuddly Disney-like characters. And that never turns out well. Sure, there can be exceptions, like this guy, who may be the reincarnation of St. Frances of Assisi, for all we know. But I wouldn't bet that way. Lions and polar bears are top of the line carnivores. Anyone who messes with them, or spends time with them, finds that out. And sometimes it's the last thing they ever learn.
Domestic animals are domestic because they can make sense of human activities. You don't have to go far to meet them on equal terms.
Wild animals require you to go quite a distance for the same bonding, and there are skilled trainers who can do it, basically going into territory that makes sense to that animal rather than breeding one who makes sense of yours.
The grizzly man was no trainer at all.
Some accounts in Vicki Hearne ``Animal Happiness.''
There weren't any ribs showing on any of these cats. Make the cats hungry, or if he makes a misstep in handling them, bad results will probably ensue. Keep 'em fed, keep training or conditioning them, and he's probably going to be alright.
Just remember, they're identical to your housecat - not really domesticated, and you don't want to screw with them if they're in a bad mood since they will bite.
And yes, I had a housecat that liked swimming, and which would take a daily shower with me. I'm sure the experts would have been equally stunned by that.
Paradise! Paradise! I completely understood what he meant when he said that he accepted the possibility they could kill him, but he still wouldn't change a thing.
Who am I going to believe? The experts who know all about wildlife (lions are identical to housecats...ha!) or my own damn lying eyes? When excessively strong in faith, even seeing isn't believing.