Re: Circus anybody?
Well this must be 'cat amongst the pigeons time', because many years ago, when I was 21, my friend and I did what all kids used to dream of. We ran away with a circus. Dickie Chipperfields as it happens. And although his one sister was notorious a few years back for the elephant incident I have nothing but praise for him and his other sister whom I worked closely with.
There was one incident in particular which demonstrates how deeply he felt for his animals. He, of course, did the 'big cat' act, and one particular element of this consisted of three panthers and three leopards; he would lay his whip on the ground, and lay down in the middle of the cage, he would call the cats, one at a time, to him, and they would lay across his body, alternating by species and direction, he would lay for a couple of minutes then instruct them to regain their stands, which they did, with absolutely no coercion. But this one matinee there had been a slight mistake on the part of the wranglers who had allowed both a female in heat and the alpha maleto be included in the troupe (obviously there were 'spare' cats for such occasions). At the end of the routine, Dicky would walk around the circle fussing each cat in turn, much in the way we have described giving our moggies head rubs, and on this occasion the alpha male took umbrage at the attention he was giving to the female in heat, and he lashed out, his claw caught Dicky's forearm and opened it from elbow to wrist.
The wranglers rushed in and got him out and the cats were immediately returned to their travelling cages, the cage dismantled and the next act rushed on. Dicky was taken to the LRI and stitched up, given antibiotics and tetanus injections and bandaged. Did he blame the cat? No he did not, although to avoid any such thing happening in the future he did arrange for a vet to come and castrate the cat that night. As for the evening performance? He was back in the ring, doing the same routine, could he have done so if his animals resented him?
And later that night when lights were out, he lay in the hay, nursing the male and actually crying, as the vet carried out the operation.
Please note that I mentioned 'Travelling' cages and that is all they are, back in their home grounds in Chipping Norton their quarters were equal to any available to animals at that time.
Want to hear something ironic? The family treated all their animals with infinitely more care and compassion than they treated any of the people who worked for them. They had the names and telephone numbers of every vet in every town they visited, but if one of their workers was ill it was just too bad, and if they missed a day off work they did not get paid.