He would make absurd dashes at it with his large forepaws, and then retreat to a ridiculously safe distance. Timothy was provided with two companions – Toto the monkey, who was bold enough to pull the young tiger by the tail, and then climb up the curtains if Timothy lost his temper and a small mongrel puppy, found on the road by Grandfather.Īt first Timothy appeared to be quite afraid of the puppy, and darted back with a spring if it came too near.
But the milk proved too rich for him, and he was put on a diet of raw mutton and cod liver oil, to be followed later by a more tempting diet of pigeons and rabbits. He had the distinction of being the only member of the party to have bagged any game, dead or alive.Īt first the tiger cub, who was named Timothy by Grandmother, was brought up entirely on milk given to him in a feeding bottle by our cook, Mahmoud. Grandfather picked him up, and brought him home after the camp had broken up. They were giving up all hope of finding a tiger, and were beginning to shoot at jackals, when Grandfather, strolling down the forest path at some distance from the rest of the party, discovered a little tiger about eighteen inches long, hiding among the intricate roots of a banyan tree.
The sportsmen never saw a tiger, nor did they shoot anything else, though they saw a number of deer, peacock, and wild boar.
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