I got out early with the girls to follow the wild dogs hunting. They were just on the move as it was getting light. But they didn’t seem to have any hunting pattern this morning and weren’t working as a team. They scattered all going in their own directions. It seems they use this tactic when specifically hunting baby impala that have been left hidden over night by their moms. And they were successful killing 3 little ones. But that isn’t much of a meal for the pack.
Later when they had regrouped the pack hassled some eland but it was more a game than anything. And then it was time out for the rest of the day.
Just as we left them some really dark clouds came rolling in (strange for that time of day) and the next thing we got a blasting as the rain pelted down on us. In seconds we were soaked and made our way back to camp. The girls of course loved it!
It kept raining on and off most of the day, lifting later in the afternoon giving me a chance to head out again.
I found a lioness and her 3 one-year old cubs feeding on a sable kill.
They must have killed in the early hours of the morning as there was now very little left of the carcass. The lions were lying around trying to get over that ‘over eaten’ feeling and every now and then one would get up to nibble on the remains. Maybe they thought topping up would alleviate the discomfort over-eating.
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