Khayeni was well fed and with her carcass stashed in a tree she spent the whole night sleeping only to wake just before dawn to finish it off. Then it was back into the thickets around Nhoro to continue sleeping. Oh the life of a cat!
And we heard poor Whisky in the area still calling and calling and hoping. It’s hard to imagine how he must feel. Imagine there was some disaster in your country and all communications broke down, you were the only person left and you just didn’t know if there was another person alive out there, how would you feel? And how would you find them?