Around mile 14 of our dehydration odyssey this weekend, Claire and I began postulating the best way to fight off a tiger attack. You know, just in case one escaped from the zoo and went into the state park we were running in.
Claire remembered that while she was in Kuwait, she read about an escaped tiger in the newspaper. The article said that if you encountered the animal, the best way to survive would be to offer it an non-essential body part.
So our plan was to let Claire hold out her left arm to be attacked...at which point I would jump on the beast's back and choke it out.
Think that would work?