Nativity in the Wild
We’d taken some dear friends to ‘our’ Mountain Zebra National Park (which is only 10 minutes drive from home). It was as if there was a nativity scene around every corner. Every little zebra herd had a baby or two, all fuzzy and striped and dish-faced as Arab fillies.
The black wildebeest herds were also dappled with pale, wobbly legged babies surrounded by protective adults, ready to spear any predator with their meathook horns.
There were red hartebeest babies too, and we heard the cheetah population is increasing rapidly - so much so that they’ve had to translocate some of them.
Needless to say, our friends from France loved the experience. And the cherry on top was when 4 young ground squirrels, quite fearless, gathered under the windows of our vehicle to peer at us.