There were "big, medium, small and smallest" tigers available for tourists to pat. They were all in separate areas and you had to choose which ones you wanted to go to. The big tigers cage was the cheapest and te smallest tigers cage was the
Most expensive to enter. Despite this mum and I still bought tickets to see the babies. Dad and my brother Sanjay chose the biggest tigers enclosure. This was good as we were in pairs and could get photos of each other.
Before you could hop into the smallest tiger cage you had to wash your hands thoroughly with soap and water, take of your shoes and wear special sandals that were provided. There were also other strict rules a follows:
• don't pay the tigers on the head
• don't touch the tigers front paws
• don't make loud noises
• don't annoy the tigers
• don't approach the tigers from the front
Each group/ pair of people that enter this cage gets someone who works there to show you around, helps out with photos (they tell you how best to pose!), gives information and advice on what you could do. Eg: rub the tigers harder or scratch them especially in places like the belly. This was helpful and finally we were allowed to enter the babies cage. There were two much smaller tigers than the ones we'd just petted (which obviously made them cuter!). We played with them a bit and took plenty of photos.
Once they started climbing on me and the guy told me to lie down so mum could get a photo. it then the baby cubs started climbing upto my face! The 'tour' guide wasn't worried (in fact he was laughing!) but I was slightly freaking out. I mean these ARE wild animals! But I stayed calm and kept still until it crawled off. Then mum came and sat by me and we posed for photos with both the cubs.
Then it was time to go. We swapped the sandals for our own thongs and then noticed that my black tshirt was covered in tiger hair. Now that is what I call a souvenir!
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