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International Tiger Day 2025: Did You Know Tigers Smell Like Popcorn And Can Leap 9 Meters?

International Tiger Day 2025: Did You Know Tigers Smell Like Popcorn And Can Leap 9 Meters?

News1829-07-2025
With the number of Tigers plummeting from 1,00,000 a century ago to only 3,500 by the start of the last decade, thirteen Tiger Range Countries, including Bangladesh, Bhutan, Cambodia, China, India, Indonesia, Lao PDR, Malaysia, Myanmar, Nepal, the Russian Federation, Thailand and Vietnam, joined hands at the Saint Petersburg Tiger Summit and pledged to double the number of Tigers by 2022 under the TX2 initiative.
The collaboration helped reinforce efforts towards Tiger preservation, with the creation of the Global Tiger Recovery Program for coordinated funding, law enforcement, habitat protection and overall monitoring of the great cause.
International Tiger Day mourns the loss of 97 per cent of Tigers in the last 100 years and promotes awareness and conservation efforts for the remaining. Since Tigers are apex predators, they play an influential role in maintaining an ecological balance of the wildlife, indicating a healthy forest ecosystem which guards against nature's decline.
The day also highlights threats and legal reinforcement against Tiger poaching and encourages governments, NGOs and communities to unite against habitat loss, climate change and human-wildlife conflict.
International Tiger Day 2025: 20 Facts About Tigers
Tigers are the largest wild cats in the world
Each Tiger carries a unique stripe pattern. These patterns help them disguise themselves behind the grass.
Tigers have stripes on their fur as well as on their skin.
Tigers weigh up to 363 kg and are 3.3 meters in length
Wildlife experts believe a Tiger's urine smells like buttered popcorn due to a compound called 2-AP. It can act as a warning sign for intruders in their territory.
Not just a menace on turf, the Tigers are excellent swimmers and can hunt inside water.
A Tiger's canines can reach 4 inches in length
The Siberian Tiger is the biggest in the world.
Expert at running and pouncing their enemies, Tigers have back legs longer than their front legs.
Tigers are hyper-carnivores, only eating meat.
A Tiger can eat nearly one-fifth of its body weight in a single meal, which is about 88 pounds or 40 kgs. Their yearly intake of meat is estimated to be about 8,000 pounds.
Contrary to their reputation, Tigers rarely attack humans unless provoked.
The Tiger is the national animal of India and Bangladesh.
India is home to 75 per cent of the world's wild tigers, with the Royal Bengal Tiger being the most famous for its features.
Tiger cubs are born blind and rely on scent to find their mothers.
Tigers are fantastic at luring animals into their region by imitating prey sounds.
Tigers can clean their wounds using their antiseptic saliva.
They have the largest brain of all cats and because of their size, can leap over 9 meters while also being able to jump 5 meters vertically.
Unlike a lot of group predators, Tigers are solitary hunters who are mostly active at night.
An active Tiger can run up to 65km/hour in short bursts.
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