I went into an enclosure with a seizuring tiger to give her an injection of an anticonvulsant and she came out of the seizure when I was about halfway across the field. She was dysphoric, nobody home, very confused and very frightened, and didn’t recognize me at all. She crouched to attack and I froze. I called to one of my keepers on the outside of the enclosure to move around to the far side of the fence and draw her attention away – as soon as she turned her head, I skedaddled. I had some other close calls, but that one scared the poo out of me.