My favorite stalking story is the time my sister and I went to the Minnesota Zoo, back when there was a tiger display cage instead of a meerkat exhibit. We were having a wonderful time chatting and chuffing with the tiger (he was very exited and happy to see us and rubbing the bars and all) when some people came walking by with a woman in a wheelchair. When he saw them, he crouched, and when they came directly opposite the cage he pounced.

Heh.