It is
winter and although the bush is still quite green, the nutrients in the grass
are getting less now. All animals are looking for the best and greenest places
to eat. From behind our fence they look at our lawn with greedey eyes but most
animals don’t dare to come in to eat. The warthogs are the bravest and they
venture into our camp to feed on our lawn, especially at the end of the winter
when food is scarce. It is not uncommon to see a mother with one or two
halfgrown piglets grazing on our lawn when the lodge is quiet.
As said it
is still early winter and the bush is still quite green, but nevertheless the
first warthogs have attempted to come in and we have seen the rare daredevil
walking into our camp. Our dog Willow doesn’t like it, this is her camp and all
other animals have to stay outside the fence. Luckily she is not brave enough
to go after the warthogs and she just barks at them from a safe distance. When
it is later in the winter and food is getting scarce we will lock her inside
when the warthogs carfully walk into our camp. Although we will not feed them,
after all they are wild animals that have to survive on their own, we do not
begrudge them the green grass of our lawn.
And
honestly, it is actually quite nice to have a warthog on your lawn…
Regards
from the bush,
Miriam
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