So they told us that the tiger walks you, not the other way around. If the tiger walks, you walk. If he stops, you stop. If he runs, you run. Well, my tiger must have known I don't like to run, because he stopped a lot.
The tiger (about seven months old I think) did a big down dog stretch for us. Check out those claws!
So here he is, stopping again.
Our handler, Nun, was awesome. To get the tiger to move along she picked up this piece of tree and let me pull him along.
Then it turned into a game. Tug of war. I lost. That's Nun smiling in the background.