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Although the big tiger looks like it is dying and dying, it is not good for you to dare to rush forward like Wu Erlang when you are out in the wild against a big guy who is more than two meters long and weighs nearly two hundred kilograms. This thing can take down an adult with a slap.

An Feng climbed to the position of the machine gunner and carefully photographed the injured tigress with his mobile phone, which An Feng deduced. The position of the tigress's back abdomen is constantly bleeding, this shot is very deadly, but she can still climb so far with a little tiger, and she is still protecting it, which is the strength of maternal love.

Turning his gaze to the little tiger, its size is not too big, like a big cat, cowering and hiding behind the tigress, but the big eyes that can sell cuteness show the fear of the unknown. The tigress stared at An Feng tiredly, and the excessive blood loss caused it to blink from time to time, fighting with exhaustion.

An Feng's sympathy flooded for a moment, but he didn't have medical supplies in his hands, and he rashly stepped forward to contact the tigress who was guarding the calf, which was simply self-defeating.

He could only pray that Lawrence would come quickly.

As the minutes and seconds passed, the tigress's roar gradually weakened, and she was staring at him with her forelimbs upright, but now she was lying on the ground, unwilling to fight against death. The haze of death hung over his head, and even the little tiger felt the desolation.

There was a sound of cars in the distance, An Feng returned to the driver's seat, banged the accelerator a few times, the roar came out, the Chevrolet pickup truck approached, Lawrence and a cowboy from the ranch came with a rifle and a medical first aid kit, An Feng shouted to them: "It can't move anymore!" ”

"I know it!"

Lawrence and the young cowboy approached with their guns and slowly approached the yellow-brown tiger looming in the green grass, their fingers already on the trigger, ready to shoot in the event of an accident...... After about a few seconds, they leaned against the Humvee. Lawrence observed: "It's dying! ”

An Feng got out of the car with a pistol and asked, "What should I do then?" Can it be saved? ”

Lawrence shook his head: "We don't have a tranquilizer gun, and we see that the wound was hit by a shotgun, and it has lost so much blood that it basically can't be saved." ”

As she spoke, the tigress closed her eyes several times in a row. Then he forced his eyes open, and let out a low growl from his mouth, as if to warn and let his cub leave...... After repeating this several times, it finally hung its head weakly and closed its eyes unwillingly.

"Dead?" An Feng asked.

"Probably so." Lawrence stared, "I heard a while ago that someone abandoned the Bengal tiger, and the government also issued a notice to the ranch, maybe it's it." ”

An Feng asked, "Abandonment?" Is it still bred in captivity? ”

Lawrence smiled, "You may not know what to do. There are no more than 3,000 wild tigers in the world, but there are more than 15,000 in captivity in the United States, and the zoo is facing the trouble of overabundance of tigers, and there are many people who like to raise these beasts, but when it grows up, it may be abandoned by some owners because of food or personality, and then wander around. ”

An Feng was amazed when he heard it. Nima wild tigers are only 3,000, and you have 15,000 in the United States. This is against the sky! No wonder I saw the news before that some families in the United States have seen how many tigers they have, they are not powerful, they can sell cute, and they are completely raised as big cats, but I didn't expect this to be the reason.

Lawrence tentatively took a few steps forward and observed the tigress: "What a beautiful tiger! Yellow-brown fur. At least 2.5 meters long, weighing as much as two adults, without any deformities, the little tiger is not bad, but it is just in the wilderness. Either die in the mouth of a wild wolf or starve to death! ”

An Feng looked at the little tiger like a big cat, and was moved by compassion: "Can't you feed it?" ”

Lawrence glanced at him and smiled: "You have to know how much food this guy will eat when he grows up, and you can understand the psychology of abandoning their masters." There are too many tigers in zoos right now, and to a certain extent, they are selling tigers to reduce the burden, let alone adopting tiger cubs! ”

An Feng stared at the beautiful little tiger: "I want to try." ”

Lawrence instructed: "Just go to the Wildlife Service and get an adoption certificate at the animal center, and after a simple study, you will be able to raise this beast." But I have to warn you that it is cute when it is a child, and it will not be clingy when it grows up, and if you release it at that time, it will not have any ability to survive in the wild jungle, and the only fate will probably be the same as its mother. ”

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." An Feng now has a cute little tiger in his eyes, where do he want to get so much.

"Alright, let's go up and see!" Lawrence threw a few rocks at the tigress, and after confirming that there was really no movement, he stepped forward with his gun carefully.

An Feng was excited for the first time to get close to the tiger, he was still separated by a layer of iron mesh in the zoo before, he reached out and touched it, the fur felt very good, no wonder they all liked the tiger skin chair, elegant and comfortable...... Look at the little tiger again, it is not very alert to danger, and it will not leave when people come.

"Come on, little one!" Lawrence put the gun behind his back and reached for the back of the tiger's neck, lifting it up like a kitten.

"Ha Luha, what a cat!" An Feng smiled, grabbed his neck and pulled it up, the little tiger's limbs were open, his eyes were staring around, and his body trembled slightly.

"Give me a hug!" An Feng said.

"Be careful, you'll bite!" Lawrence handed the tiger to him, An Feng followed his example and grabbed the piece of skin on the back of his neck, the little tiger did not resist, let him hold it in his arms, An Feng was very careful, although he was like a cat, he already had some teeth, and it would hurt if he was bitten.

But the little tiger behaved well, in addition to being nervous in An Feng's arms, he was very docile, An Feng gently touched the fur on its body, scratched the hair on its head, and eliminated its nervousness, and after a while, the little tiger no longer resisted, and let him hold it in his arms.

"Hurry, hurry! Take a picture of me! An Feng handed the mobile phone in his pocket to Lawrence, took a few steps back and asked him to take a group photo.

An Feng looked at the photo, and then touched the little tiger: "It's so interesting!" What do we do next? ”

Lawrence looked around and said, "It's not too early, bring this tiger back first, and then call the Wildlife Service." If you want to adopt a baby tiger, tell them tomorrow. Generally, it is to take it back for testing, vaccination, and filing. ”

"Okay, let's get to work first!" An Feng put the little tiger back in the car, and followed Lawrence and the cowboy to carry the tigress to the pickup truck and tow it.

Not to mention, if it weren't for An Fengli's amazing amount, the three of them would be a bit of a struggle.

Return to the cabin. An Feng asked Lawrence some precautions, such as what it should eat now, Lawrence observed it and said: "It is estimated that it will only be about two months, and it should be fine if it is properly fed with some milk, as long as the food is sufficient, the tiger's survival ability is very strong." ”

An Feng didn't care about eating by himself, so he looked for some milk with great interest and fed this guy in a bottle. At first, the little tiger with a small mouth would only suck, but An Feng fell down and it was choked and flowed to the ground, and then he learned to be obedient, found a basin, poured it on it and let the little tiger lick it, and then put a piece of roasted beef in front of it, almost instinctively. The little tiger opened its mouth and pounced to eat.

"Wait! It's my dinner! An Feng raised the meat high and refused to give it to it, and Lawrence, who had placed the tigress's corpse, saw this scene. He smiled and said, "I suggest that the tiger at this period should not feed it a whole piece of meat, but should feed it with chopped or cooked and softened." ”

"Roast beef should be soft, right?" An Feng tore a small strip down, pinched a head and carefully handed it to the tiger, it bit and tore it open, and swallowed it in a few moments, and looked at the remaining beef in An Feng's hand. The little eyes are full of yearning for beautiful things.

"I'll give it all to you!" An Feng touched the tiger's head, dodged its claws, continued to feed it, and then touched it again to take advantage.

Repeat a few times when touching it again. The little tiger already knew that this was beneficial, and it no longer avoided it, but wanted to take the initiative to come up and rub his hand.

"Looks like this guy is starving." An Feng fed it another piece of beef.

Lawrence sat on the couch next to him, smoking a cigarette and said, "Be careful not to overfeed it, young animals don't have a clear idea of how much they eat." ”

After playing with the little tiger, An Feng pondered that since he wanted to adopt, he should give it a domineering name, and seeing that he was full and didn't make trouble, he shrank in the corner of the table like a flower cat with black and yellow stripes, and there was a little white on his eyes, so he took the name of "Xiaobai". Holding the little tiger and screaming a few times, it doesn't matter whether it agrees or not.

After An Feng also finished dinner, he looked up some information on the Internet, and this look, the plot of the Americans for tigers is really strong, almost every state in the United States has tigers, and more than a dozen states have no regulations at all, and the regulations are different in different states, different counties, and even different cities.

As far as the number of captive-bred tigers in the United States is concerned, it is really more than five times higher than the number of wild tigers in the world, and many tigers dominated by mountains and forests have lost their hunting instincts, and they are left with only the effort of selling cute or Lai Yangyang to eat and drink, and I don't know whether to say that they are lucky or unlucky......

An Feng took a few photos of Xiaobai and posted them on the Internet along with a photo of himself, and soon, domestic netizens who paid attention to his dynamics replied: Tuhao, this is your new toy? It's an acquaintance, as soon as An Feng replied, someone left a message: What about the local tyrants?

An Feng couldn't cry or laugh, and also sent a few pictures to Joanna.

Soon, she called: "Is that a cat?" ”

"How's the tiger?" An Feng said proudly, "I just found it, it's very cute." ”

"Really? I looked at the photos, especially the one that rubbed people, it was so cute! I want to touch it too! ”

An Feng said: "I named it 'Xiaobai', it is a poor little guy who has just lost his mother, are you sure you want to adopt it?" ”

"Of course, what's wrong with its mother?" Joanna's compassion is flooding.

An Feng explained: "I shot the hunter, and when I rushed over, I was almost dead, leaving a cub that would die if there was no one to raise it." ”

"You've got to take care of it!" Joanna said.

An Feng said: "Don't worry, when the formalities here are completed, I will bring it back to California." ”

Joanna reminded him: "It seems that this beast has different management methods in different states, and some states cannot bring in from the outside." ”

An Feng said: "It's okay, I'll find someone to deal with it, at most I will pay a little more money, or I will buy two identities, and there will be no problem with adoption." ”

"Well, I'm looking forward to it, a few kids will be happy!" (To be continued......)