025- Rags Leg Is Clawed by Cub

Jerry of the circus. Jerry of the circus. Those two will be good friends.

Yeah, but not for long, I'm afraid. Why not? Well, there's always a danger that if the cub gets bigger he might hurt rags sometime while they're playing. If no one was around and it was blood or something the cub might revert to his jungle ancestors.

What do you mean revert? Well, he might forget he's supposed to be a well-behaved while animal and suddenly smelling blood he might think of the kill. Oh, I see, of course. I suppose he might.

Still think you'd like to train with me, pal? I should say not. What do you think I am? Guess maybe I'd better take Greg now. I didn't mean to scare you, Jerry. Not much you didn't.

No, it's safe enough for them to play now, if we kind of keep our eyes on them. But it is true, you have to be pretty careful while the crub goes up. Golly, I should say so.

I suppose they're too little to know why they do certain things. Well, that's it. And too young to be well enough trained, so you can trust them. It's fuzzy, too small to start training yet?

No sir, he's just about the right age. Yeah, I'd like to try. What can we teach him? I was planning on feeding him there, so this is just about the best time to start learning something.

I know, because you reward him when he does the right thing. He hit the nail right and I hit Jerry. Look, here's the little board. Let's make him jump over. Okay, take these pieces of meat and start calling him.