Mamela, Moushe, and Marieskop

I have just witnessed a lion darting, as we said good bye to the young lionesses Mamela and Moushe (Softness and Strength). I got to stroke Moushe just before the put her in the crate--she is pure muscle and more beatiful than I could have imagined. We've had a good deal more adventures than that as well. Our truck died literally a meter away from a large male elephant named Flippy, who got his name for his flippant manner and his habit of tusking the hoods of vehicles. A giraffe watched me take a bush wee. Our morning with the hyenas was spent trying to keep them from putting holes in our tires. And a solifuge chased me up a ladder onto my friends bed. I'm off the the cloud forest now to catch small mammals and see what all lives up there. Breakfast is calling. Try to have fun there without me.