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Summary

ELIZABETH RAMSEY BIRD
So you’re walking through the forest, minding your own business, checking out monkeys when you realize that the orange and black vine over there isn’t a vine at all. It’s a TIGER!! Like a shot you (which is to say, the boy in the book) take off lickety split. Still, it doesn’t matter where you go. Whatever you do, that darned tiger seems to follow. Dark caves, ships at sea, desert islands, the ferocious tiger is everywhere! At the end you realize that the tiger doesn’t really want to eat you. So to put it to sleep you decide to tell it a story. A story about a boy walking through the forest until it sees a green scaly vine. Wait a minute . . . that’s not a vine . . . .