Sometimes living out here in the bush you have to come to a quick realisation that the same rules just don't apply. In human terms, killing a baby is brutal and unfair. Here...the weak and the young are preyed on. Recently, due to the FINAL arrival of the rains we have had many babies of all species running around, enjoying new life. Impala fawns, wildebeest foals and lots of elephant calves have been gracing the dry plains with their presence, bringing smiles to our faces and a new look to the bush. Unfortunately, this also brings smiles to the faces of many predators which make easy prey of these new arrivals. It is difficult seeing these helpless youngsters fall prey to short life. However, we have to come to a realisation that the fittest survive out here and we cannot interfere. It is the way of the bush.
Recently, we watched as Chellak caught an Impala fawn and made a good meal out of it.
This morning, we found the carcass of an elephant calf that obviously lived for minutes. We could not figure out how it had died or if the mother had birthing complications and it died in the process. However, some predators took advantage of this. The surrounding bush looked like its angry or upset mother had done her best to protect her youngster. However, due to its injuries or inability to move it died.
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