the tiger got out of his pen again, didn’t kill anyone but he mauled a friend……..there is some talk that this is the end

because he keeps getting out of his pen

they tried electrifying the fence and surveillance cameras around the enclosure but he still manages to escape

so i liked the tiger………….everybody has their things and i always thought he looked sad when i saw him……….so i had an idea

i went to the zoo and i took a chair and sat in front of the tigers enclosure……………i prayed that we could visit and try to resolve his dilemma

a few minutes later and he came out of the bamboo and looked me straight in the eye and i spoke to him

” look, lets just say i am getting a signal to reach out to you….the situation is such that another incident where you are out of your enclosure and they are going to kill you and they may anyway, i don’t know. i know your situation sucks…………to be resigned to living your life confined……but they aren’t going to send you back home……my understanding is you were born in captivity and this is where you will spend your days…………….he lay down in front of me and people passed by and stared ,” i am in recovery and i was in my own prison because i was unwilling to face life and be responsible for how it went….and that’s were you are………….i will come see you around this time every Monday and we can hangout and i will try to be your friend in spite of our language difficulties……………….you let me know if you don’t want my company and i will leave………….i can’t set you free physically but maybe i can help you find freedom mentally”

i went to see Mr. T every Monday for a few hours for 31 years and he never left his enclosure again..,i used to think i saved his life, but in reality we saved each other

my wife died, my friends died and i needed him and he needed me………………….he got old and he died on a Monday night after our visit

now Mr. T is loose and runs in the pastures of my mind…. i have no doubt i will see him again……..and it will probably be soon

you where a good friend