The tiger curled round the rim of the bath is about the size of a every small bird's nemesis - the house cat. As the bird-sized child bathes her feet and reads the prophet's promise, she reads it quietly to viewers, herself an image of fulfillment, and as she squeezes the tiger's ear he curls his paw in sleepy approval. The boulder on which this scene takes place mirrors the cat's head up full scale to the size of a real Siberian tiger's head, giving one a fresh appreciation for the prospect of living peacefully with such a formidable foe.
