“If you go walking in Tiger Wood, / you’d better be good. / The tigers might be watching . . . ”—as indeed they are. In Boon’s leafy scenes a pair of anxious children creep along, startling at glimpses of a baboon, a deer and other benign forest residents, while remaining oblivious to the gathering array of smiling, green-eyed felines padding along behind. Frightening? Not very, as the tigers have such a friendly look, that the level of suspense never rises very high—and in the end, they’re just big pussy cats, who invite their visitors to stay and play. Sporting die-cut holes, including one through the front cover, this is an outing with a toddler-pleasing combination of danger and safety. (Picture book. 2-5)
