Warthogs don’t share!
On a hot afternoon in the South Luangwa National Park, guests of Kaingo Camp watched as a lazy afternoon nap for three Hyenas, was rudely interrupted by a young male Warthog intent on having the place all to himself. The deep shade close to a muddy pool was obviously too inviting as a siesta space for the warthog to resist.
He contemplated his next move . . .
and decided that an attack from cover, on the side, would be best.
Seemingly oblivious to the suspicious glares from one of the hyenas, he ventured forth.
He paused to make a final assessment on the whereabouts of his quarry . . .
. . . and then much to the consternation of the relaxing Hyenas, his mane erect, he charged full tilt into them!
His adversaries scattered, he sauntered off to the bliss of the cooling mud, without so much as a backward glance at his vanquished foe.