I think it's terrible that I can't claim tigrish rights.
If I eat the young, piss against a tree or sniff posteriors, it's seen as anti-social. I hunt for meat but get security throwing me out of stores, for creeping up on deli counters and jumping into them, booya. I'm just trying to Catch The Buffalo. I cannot find an estate agent willing to give me a 50 mile area to just be 'me'.
I hate to play the discrimination card. But I think it's pertinent that a mere 0.000001%* of social legislation have been created with tigers involvement. There are little signs that will change going forward.
I don't want to throw a pity party on this. But those lions get everything they want. Even Pride is all about them. Its obvious those lefty-types have it in for us.
And no, Tigger is not our Great Ruler, he's not even a tiger, the sex maniac on springs that he is. Public perceptions are so messed up, it makes me want to lick my own private parts off.
* Some of those policy creators and enactors might have eaten frosties. Other breakfast cereals are available.