For real, this is why I can never watch stuff like The Fox and the Hound or Homeward Bound in company. Beneath my crusty exterior, I am a GIANT SOFTIE, and will in fact cry like a baby at the least soulful look from one of mankind's fluffy friends. So embarrassing.
Have you ever seen The Lion Man? It's a documentary about the sanctuary run by the guy who trained Aslan for the movie, and it's my new guilty pleasure. Eeee baby tigers.
I am still entirely unable to watch that video without imagining the lion going "I love you man! I just-I just-I just wanted to know how much I love you..." And for no particular reason, the lion sounds drunk.
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