I adopted a tiger and was attacked by a swan

Today was a zoo. Well, sort of. First off, the title of this post is true, I adopted a tiger.

After four and a half years of student journalism, I have been asked to accost random people on the street more times than I can remember. So when the poor downtrodden girl from World Wildlife Federation, who (I imagine) had been standing for hours in the pouring rain, asked me for a few minutes of my time last week, I stopped to listen.

She told me that there are only 3,000 tigers left in the wild, and that there are actually more tigers in captivity in America than there are roaming free on the whole planet! Can you imagine?!?!?! Neither could I, but I still wasn't prepared to give her my money, so instead I gave her my number and told her they could contact me later.

Today, the WWF came calling, and I started thinking about those poor tigers and how little it costs for me to adopt one, and how cool it would be to say that I am the foster parent of a tiger, and I just went for it. After I got the details about how much of the money goes to overhead costs and how much goes to the tigers, I became a parent. Pictures of my new tiger are being sent to me as we speak, and though I don't get to name him/her, I'm still going to give my tiger a sweet nickname like Bowser or Muriel.

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It was another lovely day today, so a few of us decided to head to Regents Park. But by the time class was over, daylight was dwindling, so instead we grabbed a bottle of wine and sat on the banks of the canal next to my hall. Isn't it pretty?



We thought so too, and then we were magically approached by the most serene-looking swan you've ever seen. Then it began to attack. Here's sassy swan trying to nibble at Katie's feet:



I know, it looks vicious, doesn't it? Lucky for us, killer swan had a friend that swam up and distracted us, then someone threw a loaf of bread into the canal so we were old news.



It was a pretty low-key Monday, all in all, but it's not every day you adopt a tiger and are attacked by a swan. In fact, seems like it should be the other way around.

Hope your week is off to a great start!

Love,
Jess