Saw a CNN post that the Ultra Rich are buying young Cheetas as pets threatening them with extinction. When I was in Monterrey, Mexico in early 1965 I visited with a guy I'd known in a summer camp in Colorado nine or ten years previously. Turned out his family was the richest in town. They had a pet cheeta. I went into its sizable pen to visit it and before long it had me penned down. What the heck was I doing in there. Finally it let me go. I made a mental note to never mess with a cheeta again.
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