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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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