The Great Adventure

Tiger

He was staring right into my eyes, the tiger.

He seemed tired, his breathing heavy, as he lay there on his side.
With his 17 years of age he had seen and experienced a lot, and his body was tired.
His gaze was strong and soft simultaneously, wise and wicked.

” Have you forgotten that Life is The Great Adventure?”  he whispered.

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