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| down from a tree.... |
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| he goes hunting |
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| with his brother |
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| rests on a rock where he can watch |
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| and yawn |
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| and keep watching |
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| for Thomson's gazelle |
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| they love flat plain where they can outrun their prey |
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| This one damaged his right shoulder and cannot run.... |
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| but is helped by his brother |
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| They watch and see an easy prey... |
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| a baby wildebeest ( gnou) |
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| but looking the other side.. |
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| they see a hyena |
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| so they will not run the risk to hunt |
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| The next day, under the shade of a tree a baby cheetah with his mother |
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| no, that's 2 babies |
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| No, there is a third one.. |
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| and a fourth baby! |
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| touching motherhood! |
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| so cute... |
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| we wish to stay looking at them... |
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| till sunset. |























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