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[camrogers]

You might have heard the story about Christian the lion, bought as a cub from Harrods by two Englishmen, later turned loose into the wild and reunited with them some years later.  I think it was made into a documentary.

Anyway, he was affectionate and would often leap up to greet them when they returned home.  On one occasion a friend of theirs came with them, wearing a party dress purchased from a fashionable salon.  Christian came running down the stairs as he always did, meaning to rear up and headbump the visitor.  Instead he tripped on the stairs and crashed into the guest, front paws first, and tore the dress to the ground, destroying it and leaving her standing there in her underwear.

Thirty years later they still haven't heard the end of it.


This story brought to you by my need to stay awake.