One look at me and these dwarf mongoose
scurried into their anthill home.
Every now and again some would
pop their heads out to see if I was still there.
After half an hour of waiting for them
to emerge from the safety of home,
with declining results, I decided to stop wasting
my time, and have a good look at the anthill.
Lo! And behold they had an escape route planned
long before I came along.
Mongoose -1 Tourist – 0
***
On our last morning in Africa (2013),
I woke earlier than usual
to the sound of breaking branches.
After my eyes became used to the light,
or to the lack thereof,
an elephant emerged out of the gloom,
no doubt on its way to the
Sausage Tree Safari Camp
waterhole.
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