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There are tigers on the next hill over. I shit you not. There is a very real possibility, however small, of me stumbling across a tiger while chillin' in the vineyards.

I've been aware of the tigers for years, and don't really worry about them getting loose. It's just one of those things.

It is fun to bring up now and again, especially now with the #BerlinLion brouhaha.

Anyway, ciggys have been stuffed, and I'm waiting for the (supplemental) meds to kick in before I head out.