Another month has passed in our beautiful Balule and things are exciting as ever. The lions seem to have quite an appetite with the peaceful night sounds shattered by the apocalyptic roars and growls of lions feeding and squabbling with each other. Just yesterday we settled down to watch one of our two DVDs for the 17th time when we heard the zebras alarm call from across the plain. We all knew what Dr. Jones was going to do next anyway so we went to investigate and stumbled upon 19 lions partaking in a magic trick which involved making a zebra disappear. The two massive males were the chief magicians who were supported bya cast consisting of females and an assortment of very cute cubs
They have been making a lot of kills recently and I don’t know if it’s my imagination but I can swear the impala and zebra seem just that little bit more nervous these days. Their eyes seem big as saucers and they all seem to be suffering from Post-traumatic stress disorder. A huge herd of Buffalo (157!) has also been seen in Balule recently, making it an exciting place to be.
The mongoose is fit and well (and smells vaguely like pee) and continues to traumatize me at this very moment while I try to write this blog. I take no responsibility for any spelling mistakes. It’s Eva who is running all over my keyboard. She has also destroyed the Fox’s DVD player and about as many cigarettes as British American Tobacco’s annual output.
We have finally defeated the Alien Scourge in the form of the Jointed-Cacti which have invaded Balule. They are a serious threat to the biodiversity of the region but with the help of our last group of volunteers Skyler Chick and the Dolgin duo we have managed to eradicate them all. Our old friend the prickly-pear still rears its ugly head now and then but we are confident that the next group of volunteers will take up the fight to protect planet earth from the alien menace.
A milestone seems to have been reached this month. Boris the Badger hasn’t been back for a month and we are hesitant to say but we think we may finally have beaten him. We have bolted up everything in the kitchen to the extent that it is about as secure as Fort Knox. We think Boris just finds it too much effort these days and has moved on to an easier target like the Lodge down at the river.
Sekorocoro has lived-up to her name recently by leaving me stranded on the dark side of the moon twice this week. I had to walk back to camp past an assortment of ominous looking elephants. The second time I was strolling back to camp whistling a happy tune when I turned the bend to find a rather sizeable male buffalo grazing 5 metres away from me. I stopped dead in my tracks as he raised his gargantuan head and looked straight at me. Luckily their eyesight is inherently bad so I just backed away slowly with my heart beating in my ears.
My elephant and woody trees are progressing nicely as I have finally captured all the data. We are currently analyzing it and are excited by it potential implications. More on that later.
Till next time.