My Foreign post
Just before dusk one night our driver
rounded a bend in a narrow road and
very nearly ran over Limpy the Lioness.
We were never quite sure had the biggest
shock…Limpy or our driver.
After her heart rate slowed a bit she sat down
and let her cubs know to stay of sight,
because there were tourists around.
She was called Limpy because she was lame in
one front foot, however it did not hamper
her when on the kill.
Sadly, Limpy died within twelve months
of these photographs being taken.