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A dry, rocky, river bed had became den for a mother hyaena, she and her two babies showing something of the gentler side of an animal that was, let?s face it, a bit of a hoodlum. And along with the hyaena family came another of those little mysteries which made the bush so fascinating. Clearly shown on my photographs of the den is a Rough-scaled Plated Lizard Gerrhosaurus major coming out of its hiding place in the rocks to lie companionably close to mother hyaena. Since I had always believed that hyaenas would eat anything, dead or alive, fresh or in the final stages of putrefaction, this cosy relationship was intriguing, to say the least. |
