A. Your average lion, lolling about like that, thinks that zebras are horses and that they are behind bars. He believes that they’re in perambulating protective cages of some sort and forgets all about them. Then he gets his appetite back, his hunger releasing a certain chemical that affects his retina so that he can no longer distinguish the color black--the color of the stripes or bars. Contemplating the zebras, he thinks, all of a sudden, “They’re out!” And he, or she, as the case may be, and usually is, jumps them. And you know the rest, from all the colorful and educational TV programs on Africa.
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