I went in one day and I have no idea what I did or what happened, but he attacked me. He knocked me down. He grabbed me by the, I didn’t think a tapir could open its mouth, but he grabbed me by the knee, shook me like a ragdoll. And I, man, I was in deep dung and I couldn’t get away. And Paul Linger was on the staff. He’s six foot, four, 200 and some pounds. And a visitor yelled and Paul came out and ran in, jumped on George’s back, rained him with blows, with fists on his head. It didn’t faze George.