Tuesday, December 8, 2009


I went to Africa...on a Safari...with a group of people who wanted to see a kill...I didn't want to see a kill but I was on a Safari. One day a Cheetah crossed the road right in front of us and climbed an ant hill...about the size of an exercise ball...He or she...was hunting.
We drove down the road a bit and came across a Grant's Gazelle with his herd...
Those in the van who wanted a kill said, "Ohhhh..."
We saw the Cheetah; we saw the Gazelle...they were very close...
And suddenly the Gazelle looked towards the Cheetah...
Those who wanted a kill said, "Ohhhh...Noooo..."
And some even started shouting, "Don't!"
And I think one person nearly got out of the van...and then remembered the Cheetah!
And the Gazelle moved towards the Cheetah...
And the Cheetah got up...
And the van was silent.
And the Cheetah...left....
And I shouted, "Yeah Gazelle!"
And we never saw a kill!
Later the guide explained that the Cheetah left because Cheetah's won't attack from the front. They don't want to be gored by the Gazelle's horns.
Smart Cheetah. Smart Gazelle. Smart Africa.

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