A friend of mine was a volunteer at a zoo and the alpha lion there didn't like one of the baby cubs, so she took the cub home to take care of him until he could fend for itself or the zoo had extra space.
That lion had paws larger than my hand by the time he was six months old and when she'd take him out for walks he'd start stalking little kids until she pulled real hard on the leash. I stopped visiting her by that point as I was terrified of that lion cub.
Still, that lion would not dare incur the wrath of my friend's 12 year old cat. She would put that lion in his place if he ever stepped out of line. She was the boss of that household and she made sure the lion never forgot that.
I love cats, but they are bad to the bone. Except for my black cat who would never ever claw on anyone no matter what. The gentlest cat I've ever met. Sadly he was eaten by a python.
Uhhh..
